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Dead Sickness Alive

library, Outrageous is contagious but not philosophy, My slander is a noble gesture to avenge a murdered wife, So sad, you're dead, Could you have been alive

listen HEY! [Chorus:] Poison in my veins, inside I'm torturing my brains, And still I try, aiaiai Voices in my head, am I alive or am I dead, Alone I

knew me my family didn't know what ta do with me was I somebody they despise curious look in they eyes as if they wonder if i'm dead or alive poor momma

thicker Whole brain sicker, hall of fame nigga From coast to coast I keep the toast My weekly gross, leave you deeply froze Half dead close to ghost,

its mouth Corrodes your heart Inside you burn alive There is nothing you can try No salvation, mutilation Breath of the beast scorches skin, eating flesh Harvesting the dead

calling me This is how supposed to be, money, clothes & hoes, yeah Exclusive luxury, black turban on my head Busting at the feds, I'm wanted alive or dead

't established shit! I consider you foul Prowl back to the numbers under burnt pride in the dark (sup yall!) They want us dead or alive without the 'aliiivee

"Well I'm Dead! Tell the world" she said. And the funeral came alive. I collect every flower sent from hell down to the fire. Fall down sick, I'm not

out alive My shoulders and ears Are all yours my dear I Hope it comes as no surprise You've been known to say That you're a-okay When you're feeling sick