Last-Dude - Dead? lyrics

You guys hear me?
Hey, let me know if you can hear me
Can you hear me? Hello?
Last dude on the track!

You ever woke up on a train track
With no motherfuckin' clothes on?
Death before your eyes, you prayin' to God
But ain't no response tryna scream for hope
Just a shoulder that you can lean on
But ain't nobody comin'
So you scream on and scream on and scream on
You finna die here on this train track
'Cause clearly after death
Ain't no way you can find your way back
Thinking 'bout your previous memories
Going way back
All them fucking dreams 'bout a
Diamond chain and a Maybach

But when I die, I'll be back
Reincarnated as a motherfuckin' MAC
-11, ‘cause in Heaven there's
No shortage on G's
I'm tellin' you now: ''You
Motherfuckers don't know me''
Thug nigga love, Thug nigga cry
How the media said that I
Died but I'm still breathing
Who do you believe in?
Everything that was said was lie, see listen

I walked home that day
Content with all my misery
Told myself it'd get better
No clue what there was next for me
Remember there was people, walkin'
Talkin' in the distance
I was dressed for winter weather
But the summer rays were kissing me, a-

And there he was, his presence was alarming
As he approached, was casual
We talked 'bout self harming
He told me, "Kid
You shouldn't be walkin' on your own"
He smiled and laughed, and pat my back
He asked, "How far are you from home?"
I said, "Maybe 30 minutes"
His frequency distorted quick
I seen it in his image
I should've run right fucking there, a

So now they got me stressing
I'm in the room, they asking many questions
Why I'm here
They say I need it for my own protection
Come believe all the lies they tell
Knowing damn well they wanted to
Keep me in jail they see me as a threat
They scream "this Panther needs
To be in check"
With no respect, sticking fingers in my chest
"You pronounced dead"
I'm like "What the fuck you said?"
He just shook his head and
Pointed to the TV instead

They wanna bury me, I'm worried
No need to lie i pray to God I don't scream
When it's time to fry
Nowhere to rest I'm losin' homies
Ain't that a b
I see visions of me dead, Lord are you there?

I can't believe my eyes
Why this lady telling lies?
Got the world going crazy telling
The fans I died before my first reply
They look me dead in my face
Telling me to go and hide
For my family's sake
But wait, where will I go?
Jamaica, maybe Cuba
When we decide, be sure to let you know

Don't believe in this, It's just an utopia