Album: Freek Show

Wut Tha Dead Like

Big E, Violent J, Shaggy 2 dope, Madrox, Monoxide
Tell me what the dead like

Whut the dead like
We be killin' off mainstream
We make it out to earn a dollar in this pipe dream
Whut the dead like
It's very complicated
I give a fuck about nothin' bitch and I know you hate it
Whut the dead like
We the people in the moonlight sittin' in the graveyard all night
Whut the dead like
We don't let you bitches crawl off
We chop your head and watch it fall off

Whut the dead like
They sit and wait for armageddon
So they can put a slit in your neck just like a neden
Whut the dead like
They be runnin' with the hatchet
And strangle your soul and let you jump and tryna catch it
Whut the dead like
They like a boom boom boom
They like a hahahahahahaha ridin' a broom
Whut the dead like
Well they just like me
Not givin' a fuck the world baby, care free

J talking about life and death
Na..na..na..na don't follow me, don't follow me
J talking about life and death*

Whut the dead like
They like living underground
Is what the dead like
When it's dark they come around
Out the shadows, like a serial killa
With a double headed axe we dub the wig splitta
We sum off the wall, like givin' a fuck and all
And while you bitches hate we laughin' at all y'all
Is what the dead like
Runnin' wild beneath the streets
From the southwest back and to the muthafuckin' east

Whut the dead like
Sixth feet deep beneath earth
Diggin' the deep but that's underground since birth
Subterania hearse, coming out through the dark
With the blood thirst and juggalo love comin' first
Whut the dead like
You gotta be dead to comprehened it
We'll still be standin' when your airplane's ended
Buried alive you eternally you can't stand it
The dead like always forever in a trenches

J talking about life and death
Na..na..na..na don't follow me, don't follow me
J talking about life and death

Whut the dead like
They like the psychopathic shit
If they see the hatchetman then it's underground legit
Is what the dead like
And they takin' nothin' less
Keep it underground for life is the dead's only request

Whut the dead like
They be worshippin' the reapa
Someone at you and I feel that's the keepa
Whut the dead like
You can ask what Richard Pryor
I know that muthafuckas life is about to expire

Whut the dead like
It's like a stream of bad luck
Mad curupt, covered in blood, bitch whut
Whut the dead like
Whut the dead like
We daze and confused
Runnin' with the hatchet to death we can't loose

Whut the dead like
Whut the dead like Fuck the spotlight
Only come out at night cuz we melt in the sunlight
Whut the dead like
Whut the dead like Don't know, ya don't need know
We stay in the graveyard with our dead ass juggalos

J talking about life and death
Na..na..na..na don't follow me, don't follow me
J talking about life and death