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 Fill the bag, blood stains, bloody mag I can't rest, til I put one dead in the of your chest N-A-T-A-S, fuck the gun control, my soul And my wicked, the wicked, some of the wicked shit I'm backin Got the of insanity, I'm slippin, oh no Fuck yo crew, I don't give a fuck, you know you can suck the mack 10, motherfucka what'chyou wanna do? Or take one, two, three, niggas down wit me I buck, betta duck Cause I don't give a fuck punk, I'll be glad you dead
repeat 2X] I'll be when you dead motherfucka I'll be glad you dead (I'll be glad when you dead)
I wanna see you do drop to them knees, wiggle them and your brains in the breeze I Kill the Fetus, motherfuckin Jesus Niggas bitin my melody, they on tellin me Now I some therapy, psychic connection Dead bodies me an erection, correction facilities, can't get with these I gave life to the rhythm and I it breathe I believe, you believe what you believe If you in me then I'll let you see
then when it's done an said I'ma bust one for yo head, I'll be glad you dead
Got the cocked from the Glock I'll be when you locked in the body bag, zip-locked Shot's bust, ashes to ashes, and dust to See the die young, and all die must And I in no man, no clan I never run, I never ran, how I could kill a man Damn, lit shots, an Rude Boy down In Motown, I don't fuck I'ma a nigga understandin zero Money is my Don't me for H-A-T-E, towards me and my crew 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 glad when you motherfucka I'll be glad when you motherfucka (I'll be glad when you dead) I'll be glad when you dead be glad when you dead motherfucka (wrapped up in a body bag) I'll be when you dead motherfucka be glad when you dead motherfucka