He Dead (feat. Ed Balloon)

What takes your body

They want to take your body

They want to hurt your body

And put it in the coffin

'Cause they don't think you matter

Oh no

They want to take your power

Oh no

And make you even lesser

Oh no

And add you to their number

Don't let them get close

They'll scream and murder them

You got to be cautious

Before they destroy ya

Don't let them get close

They'll scream not murder

You got to be cautious

Before they destroy ya

Can you feel it everywhere?

Oh, he dead

Can you feel it everywhere?

Oh, he dead

Can you feel it everywhere?

Oh, he dead

Can you feel it everywhere?

Oh, he dead

How fast can them bare feet run?

The answer is barely, isn't it?

But you can't stop for the pain

Pop another Oxy, swallow and hit the bricks

Follow the plan, you know all the tricks

Fire escape to the roof

Stay low, stay low, stay low

When they screaming out murder

They looking for you

They always looking for you

Why the fuck they always looking for you?

Surely somebody must live without stiffness

Ice in the spine, got you be running

So gotta keep running

So, so and so told you about so and so's cousin

They got him and there wasn't nothing left for her to identify

Disappeared in the blink of an eyeball

Bounce man, bounce man

Oh, he dead

Lost and found man

Oh, he dead

Used to be this girl around the way

Oh, she dead

Looked up to God and you pray

Oh, he dead, oh, she dead

What they say?

You got loose

Do not stop

Do not dwell

On the past

You's a fool

You got legs

Best to use them

Don't let them get close

You got to be cautious

This ain't knife to a gunfight but

More twig to a tank

They say these bullets hollow

Holler if you feel the same

Say you need bullets silver

Holler is you got a chant

Then this breeze make you shiver

Holler is you feel the pain

Yeah, the motor is throbbing insane

Must be about to rain again

Yeah, the older you get the less game they got to be breaking in

They like their meat fresh

So just take a live young man

Feet to the road again

They echo of boots on the pavement is palpable

All of the buildings are closing in

They hunters are packing

And they packing more fire power than you ever imagined

The pack on your back rattles back and forth

No slack, go faster, go faster

They mass as a trap

And you just a trapper who went for a masters

And dropped out when it didn't matter no more

Your body, you worked it and your body, body, them bodies

And watching them pile on the floor

So what them books got you, but dreams of everything lost?

What does sleep bring you, but screams at night when you toss?

And turn hope into stone

You might have win, boss

Stay alive at all cost

Can you feel it everywhere?

Oh, he dead

Can you feel it everywhere?

Oh, he dead

Can you feel it everywhere?

Oh, he dead

Can you feel it everywhere?

Oh, he dead

Don't let them get close

They'll scream and murder them

You got to be cautious

Before they destroy ya

Don't let them get close