Yo, Nineteen ninety whateva Closed Casket yo, we still outta coma, and yo, 'em how you feelin right now"
I'll be glad when you dead, two to the head Fill the body bag, 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 shit 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, what'chyou wanna do? Or take one, two, three, niggas down wit me When I buck, duck Cause I don't a fuck punk, I'll be glad when you dead
repeat 2X] I'll be glad when you 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 brains in the I said 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 and I made it breathe I can't believe, you believe what you If you believe in me I'll let you see
Until then it's done an said I'ma one for yo head, I'll be glad when you dead
Got the cocked from the Glock I'll be glad you locked in the body bag, zip-locked bust, ashes to ashes, and dust to dust See the die young, and all die must And I in no man, no clan I never run, I ran, how I could just kill a man Damn, lit shots, an Rude Boy down In Motown, I don't around a nigga roamin understandin zero Money is my Don't blame me for H-A-T-E, towards me and my We the voodoo, and always like 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 when you dead motherfucka I'll be glad when you dead motherfucka (I'll be when you dead) I'll be when you dead motherfucka I'll be when you dead motherfucka (wrapped up in a body bag) I'll be glad when you motherfucka I'll be glad when you dead