Day of the Dead

(Take a deep breath in and let it out)

(Another deep breath in, and let the air flow out)

(Inhale again, and let your whole body open up with the air)

**** think shit sweet like aromatic

Went and got your face tatted

Now you the hardest on the planet

'Til a real one, swoop, take advantage

Now, poof

Puppet master got you dancin' for the cameras

Light your fuckin' face up like jack o' lanterns

Safe house, find police signals on the scanner

Met with a gauge, I seen you comin' on the camera

Better with age, I'm magic like Abra Kadabra

Hit with a slug, and turn you into a cadaver

Split you in half, I'll put your mind all over matter

You light in the ass, I'm knockin' Jacob off the ladder

So, fuck the chitter chatter, make the whole room scatter like

Roaches in the kitchen when the light switches

Or the killer come back, to get the eye witness

And that stripper get old, and they stop spendin'

Damn, this world can be cold when you not winnin'

I'm not familiar, in touch with my feelings

I have no compassion

Make your world come crashin' down

Mine for the taking

My motivation

No conversation

Yeah, bitch, don't fuck around

Celebrate, it's the Day of the Dead

Celebrate, it's the Day of the Dead

Celebrate, it's the Day of the Dead

Celebrate, it's the Day of the Dead

Green Thumb's what my name is

Fuck you

My barrel is aimed at where your brain is

It'll be painless, trust me

Let me operate

Oscillate the sound in your head

Let it resonate

Don't hesitate, don't ever wait

Time's up

Oh, can't resuscitate

No, took your breath away

Ever great

How do you feel?

You met Lucile Cole, bitch

Heart of stone, blue steel

Seen her on the news reel

She got a red dress on with some new heels

Blowin' kisses for a new kill

Seen the truth spill

Out like a water fall

Art of War, wanted more

Blood shed, start a war

Love's dead, pardon me y'all

A witness to the hit list

Devils lightin' up

And they can't miss

Aw shit, this is really happening

Fuckin' let it in

Not a re-run, it's all slappening

I'm not familiar, in touch with my feelings

I have no compassion

Make your world come crashin' down

Mine for the taking

My motivation

No conversation

Yeah, bitch, don't fuck around

Celebrate, it's the Day of the Dead

Celebrate, it's the Day of the Dead

Celebrate, it's the Day of the Dead

Celebrate, it's the Day of the Dead