Dead Man Walking

I hear the angels talking, talking, talking Now I'm a dead man walking, walking, walking I hear the angels talking, talking, talking Now I'm a dead man I hear the angels talking, talking, talking Now I'm a dead man walking, walking, walking I hear the angels talking, talking, talking Now I'm a dead man I see you standing there but you're already gone I'm holding your hand but you're barely holding on I'm kissing your lips but it just don't feel the same Am I a dead man now left living with the blame? Oh, I hear the angels talking, talking, talking Now I'm a dead man walking, walking, walking Already broken, already gone Already know you're moving on I'm a breathing, talking Dead man walking Already see it in your face Already someone in my place I'm a breathing, talking Dead man walking I hear the angels talking, talking, talking Now I'm a dead man walking, walking, walking I hear the angels talking, talking, talking Now I'm a dead man We're in the same room just one million miles away With all these books around but we ain't got two words to say Am I a dead man now left living with the shame? I'm already broken, already gone Already know you're moving on I'm a breathing, talking Dead man walking Already see it in your face Already someone in my place I'm a breathing, talking Dead man walking I'm a breathing, talking Dead man walking I hear the angels talking, talking, talking Now I'm a dead man walking, walking, walking I hear the angels talking, talking, talking Now I'm a dead man Already broken, already gone Already know you're moving on I'm a breathing, talking Dead man walking Already see it in your face Already someone in my place I'm a breathing, talking Dead man walking I'm a breathing, talking Dead man walking I'm a breathing, talking Dead man walking I hear the angels talking, talking, talking Now I'm a dead man walking, walking, walking I hear the angels talking, talking, talking Now I'm a dead man I hear the angels talking, talking, talking Now I'm a dead man walking, walking, walking I hear the angels talking, talking, talking Now I'm a dead man, now I'm a dead man

Hah, ayy, yeah, go Yeah, hah, yeah Turn me up, yeah, go Ronny J, please turn me up Get that shit for the low when I come to your trap Moncler on my back and it cost me a rack Fucking that bitch in the back of the 'Bach Walk straight in that bitch with the packs and the straps Two seater, ain't no room for no bustdown Uber to the crib, pop a Perc', let's fuck now Show in my city, call the gang, let's run down Back in the day, we used to trap 'til the sundown Gone off that gas like a dead man walkin' 'Fit too fresh, throw that shit in a coffin Gas too strong, yeah, that shit got her coughin' Ass too fat, gotta watch when she walkin' Bring me that money 'fore I spin on your block Pull out that Glock, big .40 gon' pop All off them drugs and she tryna give me top Took off on my city and got it on lock Yeah, got it on lock, no question 16 at the 'tel, used to trap at the Westin Now I got hoes, I can fuck on your best friend One like on the 'Gram, I ain't doin' no textin' Hah, walk in the stu' with them drugs in my backpack Bitch want a verse but I know her shit cap rap See you in my city with a chain, I'ma snatch that Spin once on your block with the gang, we don't back track Don't care where I go, lil' bro, I'm plugged in Ten bands for the show, got the Glock when I come in Yeah, good for a stain, don't fuck with the gang Take 'em all down when we run in Get that shit for the low when I come to your trap Moncler on my back and it cost me a rack Fucking that bitch in the back of the 'Bach Walk straight in that bitch with the packs and the straps Two seater, ain't no room for no bustdown Uber to the crib, pop a Perc', let's fuck now Show in my city, call the gang, let's run down Back in the day, we used to trap 'til the sundown Pull up at Neimans and buy Valentino Knock on your door, then we shoot through the peephole On the way to the top like they gave us a cheat code Higher than a bitch and still smokin' on pre-rolls Yeah, high speed with the laws, we can't stop for 'em Bad bitch in the coupe, got a fast foreign Put all the bros on a lick, got a bag for 'em Pulled out the lot, two hundred the dashboard Now I got racks, these hoes gon' chase me Big ass .40, yeah, no safety Stay on all ten, no, these bitches won't play me Smokin' through zips and I do that shit daily Get that shit for the low when I come to your trap Moncler on my back and it cost me a rack Fucking that bitch in the back of the 'Bach Walk straight in that bitch with the packs and the straps Two seater, ain't no room for no bustdown Uber to the crib, pop a Perc', let's fuck now Show in my city, call the gang, let's run down Back in the day, we used to trap 'til the sundown

Dead man walking You're a dead man walking Dead man walking (Got the reaper at your feet) There's still smoke on the gun Oh, they're coming for blood And it's taking it's toll on you I know it's jungle out there So watch your back 'cause they don't play fair They don't fair no, no Dead man walking You're a dead man walking Dead man walking Got the reaper at your feet Dead man walking Just a dead man walking Dead man walking I hope they don't come for me Down to your bones you're shakin' There's no light in the day and Only darkness on your skin Well Your sins no you can't take back The wolves are coming and they want your head Want your head yeah, yeah Dead man walking You're a dead man walking Dead man walking Got the reaper at your feet Dead man walking Just a dead man walking Dead man walking I hope they don't come for me (Ooh, oh-oh) (Ooh) It's a little too late for mercy I won't waste my prayers on you Prayers on you (Ooh, oh-oh) (Ooh) It's a little too late for mercy I won't waste my prayers on you (Prayers on you) Dead man walking You're a dead man walking Dead man walking Got the reaper at your feet Dead man walking Just a dead man walking Dead man walking I hope they don't come for me