Yo, Nineteen ninety whateva Closed yo, we still comin outta coma, and yo, tell 'em how you right now"
I'll be glad when you dead, 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, sell my And my wicked, kick the wicked, 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 what you can suck the mack 10, motherfucka what'chyou wanna do? Or I'ma one, two, three, niggas down wit me I buck, betta duck Cause I don't give a fuck punk, I'll be when you dead
repeat 2X] I'll be glad when you dead I'll be when you dead (I'll be glad when you dead)
I wanna see you do drop to them knees, wiggle and squeeze Blowin your in the breeze I said Kill the Fetus, motherfuckin bitin my melody, they keep on tellin me Now I need some therapy, connection Dead give me an erection, correction Correctional facilities, can't get these I gave life to the rhythm and I it breathe I believe, you believe what you believe If you believe in me then let you see
Until then it's done an said I'ma bust one for yo head, be glad when you dead
Got the cocked from the Glock I'll be glad 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 trust in no man, no I never run, I never ran, how I could 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 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 when you dead I'll be glad when you motherfucka (I'll be glad when you dead) I'll be glad you dead motherfucka I'll be glad when you dead (wrapped up in a body bag) I'll be glad you dead motherfucka I'll be when you dead motherfucka