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点击复制Woke Up Dead - Murs
Last night I had a dream that I woke up dead
A motherf**ker put some money on my head
Cold sweat wide awake in my bed
I guess I shoulda took my meds
I'm so sedated self medicated
Hoping that the threats on my life are never predicated
If this is the price of fame I should've hesitated
I don't wanna die in the streets I'm too educated
Type of sh*t you need a vest for
Type of sh*t that can't be fixed with high test scores
Getting pressed more as the fame builds
But my shrink keep prescribing me the same pills
Can't kill a motherf**ker just for looking at me
Even though I know his a** is plottin when he looking at me
Statute of limitations on a murder is
Non-existent if I hit him I'll be serving years
This morning I woke up dead
Comatose two shots to the head
Finally got me that's what they said
This morning I woke up dead
This morning I woke up dead
Comatose two shots to the head
Finally got me that's what they said
This morning I woke up dead
For years I've been having dreams that I get shot
Then them niggas go runnin' up the block
Me and terry just chillin' at the spot
They pull up in the cutlass start bustin then I drop
Start running I collapse on the corner
Neighbors start yellin' somebody call the coroner
Standing over me blood on my denim
Kinda like omar did snoop when he hit em
Wreath wrapped up in blue ribbon
Nobody at the funeral knew that I was crippin'
Well I'm not but on the block who isn't
If you kick it on the spot then it don't make a difference
You can get shot just because you with 'em
And every cop thinkin' that you fit the description
Getting older as my life gets shorter
Living with post traumatic stress disorder
This morning I woke up dead
Comatose two shots to the head
Finally got me that's what they said
This morning I woke up dead
This morning I woke up dead
Comatose two shots to the head
Finally got me that's what they said
This morning I woke up dead
I asked my mama not to move up out the hood
She f**ked around and she moved to inglewood
And to her everything is all good
Cause she doesn't understand if she never understood
Niggas looking at me all crazy
I'm standing on the corner with my baby
Ready for whatever cause that's how the streets made me
Ain't a f**kin' thing changed in this city since the 80s