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