#Ltdbtd (Intro)

My God, my God, my God

Who let these suckers in the game?

I must admit I find it kind of odd

How easily they sell they self for fame, like they sold that 'caine

Yeah, I know I sold the same but never sold my soul 'cause I would

Only have this world to gain

Man, I know bad business when I see it

Better be careful to whom you pledge your allegiance

Left the game in '08, I was putting in my grievance

The game still how I left it, they copping my re-releases

All to pieces. a sad state of affairs

I feel sorry for the fans, I'm keeping you in my prayers

I stand before you knocking, it seems nobody's there

I'm bringing love to the brothers, somebody has got to care

They dying everywhere, shed a tear when them bullets hit 'em

I was in his ear, tried to tell 'em, wouldn't listen

Now his casket dropping, momma hopping in it with 'em

He won't never good for nothing but Lord we should gon' miss 'em

Kiss 'em for the last time, rapping was my pastime

Re-up gang tickled them keys like it was Ragtime

I still say we better than y'all by a landslide

This time I got the Lord, ain't no hands tied

Or pulled punches, no holds barred

They tried to tell me that there's no God

But I been bought with a price, I been brought back to life

And ain't but One who could of bared them scars, Jesus

And with that being said, let the dead bury the dead

And with that being said, let the dead bury the dead

And with that being said, let the dead bury the dead

And with that being said, let the dead bury the dead