Luyện nghe bài hát Woke Up Dead

Last night I had a dream that I up dead
A motherfucker put some on my head
Cold sweat, wide in my bed
I I shoulda' took my meds
I'm so sedated, self
Hoping that the threats on my life are predicated
If this is the of fame, I should of hesitated
I don't die in the streets, I'm too educated
The type of you need a vest for
The type of shit that can't be with high test scores
Getting more, as the fame builds
But my shrink keep prescribing me the same
kill a motherfucker just for lookin' at me
Even though I know his ass is plottin' he lookin' at me
of limitations on a murder is
Non-existent, if I hit him, be serving years

morning I woke up dead, comatose, two shots to the head
Finally got me, that's what they said, this morning I woke up
morning I woke up dead, comatose, two shots to the head
Finally got me, that's they said, this morning I woke up dead

For I've been having dreams that I get shot
them niggas go runnin' up the block
Me and just chillin' at the spot
They pull up in the cutlass, bustin', then I drop
Start running, I on the corner
start yellin', somebody call the coroner
Standing over me, blood on my
Kinda like Omar did Snoop he hit 'em
Wreath wrapped up in ribbon
Nobody at the funeral, that I was crippin'
I'm not, but on the block, who isn't?
If you kick it' on the spot, then it don't make a
You can get just because you with em'
And every cop thinkin' you fit the description
Gettin' older as my life get's
Livin' with Post Traumatic Disorder

This morning I woke up dead, comatose, two to the head
got me, that's what they said, this morning I woke up dead
This I woke up dead, comatose, two shots to the head
Finally got me, that's what they said, this I woke up dead

I asked my Momma not to move up out the
She fucked around and she to Inglewood
And to her, is all good
she doesn't understand, if she never understood
Niggas at me all crazy
I'm on the corner with my baby
Ready for whatever, 'cause that's how the streets me
a fuckin' thing changed in this city since the '80s