Woke Up Dead
Murs
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Last night I had a dream that I woke up dead A motherfucker 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 of hesitated I don’t wanna die in the streets, I’m too educated The type of shit you need a vest for The type of shit 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 motherfucker just for lookin’ at me Even though I know his ass is plottin’ when he lookin’ 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 Gettin’ older as my life get’s shorter Livin’ 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 Momma not to move up out the hood She fucked around and she moved to Inglewood And to her, everything is all good ‘Cause she doesn't understand, if she never understood Niggas lookin’ 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 fuckin’ thing changed in this city since the ‘80s
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Written by: JESSE SHATKIN, NICK CARTER
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