Yo, Nineteen ninety ninety Closed Casket yo, we comin outta coma, and yo, 'em how you feelin right now"
I'll be when you dead, takin two to the head Fill the bag, blood stains, bloody mag I can't rest, til I put one dead in the center of your N-A-T-A-S, fuck the gun control, my soul And my wicked, kick the wicked, some of the wicked I'm backin Got the of insanity, I'm slippin, oh no Fuck yo crew, I don't give a fuck, you what you can suck Wit' the mack 10, motherfucka what'chyou do? Or I'ma one, two, three, niggas down wit me When I buck, betta I don't give a fuck punk, I'll be glad when you dead
[Chorus: 2X] I'll be glad you dead motherfucka I'll be glad when you (I'll be glad when you dead)
I wanna see you do drop to them knees, them and squeeze Blowin brains in the breeze I Kill the Fetus, motherfuckin Jesus Niggas my melody, they keep on tellin me Now I need therapy, psychic connection Dead give me an erection, correction Correctional facilities, get with these I gave life to the rhythm and I it breathe I can't believe, you believe what you If you believe in me then let you see
Until when it's done an said I'ma bust one for yo head, I'll be glad when you
Got the hammer cocked the Glock be glad when you locked in the body bag, zip-locked Shot's bust, ashes to ashes, and to dust See the good die young, and all die And I in no man, no clan I run, I never ran, how I could just kill a man Damn, lit shots, an Rude Boy down In Motown, I fuck around a nigga roamin understandin zero Money is my Don't me for H-A-T-E, towards me and my crew We kick the voodoo, and always fuck you
"Put him in a bag, put him in a bag, put him in a bag, put him in a bag, put him in a bag put him in a bag!!" put him in a bag, put him in a bag, - 2X
I'll be glad you dead motherfucka I'll be glad when you dead motherfucka (I'll be when you dead) be glad when you dead motherfucka I'll be glad when you motherfucka (wrapped up in a body bag) I'll be when you dead motherfucka I'll be glad when you dead