Casket Pretty

All of my niggas is casket pretty Ain't no one safe in this happy city I hope you make it home I hope to God that my tele' don't ring Niggas is casket pretty Ain't no one safe in this happy city I hope you make it home I hope to God that my tele' don't ring I've been searching for God in the bottle he gave me Ashes to Ashes, dearly departed, regarded as holy Don't hold me, don't hold me When niggas is dying and dying And I'm afraid of the dark, blue and the white Badges and pistols rejoice in the night And we watch the news, and we see him die tonight Tonight, the night his baby said, "Goodbye" Roses in the road, teddy bear outside Bullet there on the right Where's love when you need it? Too many babies in suits (too many babies in suits, too many babies in suits) Back before the dawn, Ricochet the pawn Bullet in the chest, you ain't mean no harm Collecting your checkmate, I know you in love with the power It's flowers at every occasion I need me a medicine man Somebody heal me Somebody take my hand All of my niggas is casket pretty Ain't no one safe in this happy city I hope you make it home I hope to God that my tele' don't ring Niggas is casket pretty Ain't no one safe in this happy city I hope you make it home I hope to God that my tele' don't ring