Consider Me Dead

F/ Kingpen

[X-Raided]

I had a heart full of pride and had to set it aside

As I was nailed to the crucifix and stabbed in my side

Impaled, toothpicks jabbed in my eyes

N****s cry but the truth is they're glad that I died

Inhale, conversatin' with Satan himself

Starin' in the mirror lately got him hatin' hisself

Inhale, green smoke like it's oxygen

Rise up out the grave, gotta get my props again

I pray for the day that I could say I got revenge

Got a vendetta cuz I been hated by lots of men

My rage, just way too strong to contain

I'm sinkin', but I'm way too strong to complain

I'm cheatin' the reaper every time he come for me

When I die, will you ***a cry, ride, and die for me?

I'm creepin', prepared to take a breath without thinkin'

Of consequences, of starin' in the face of death without blinkin'

The Unforgiven X-Raided, take my name in vain!

Nefarious ***a, feel the need to explain the game

To various ****s that got it twisted up like cornrows

I'm sick of this b***h s**t, I'm comin' for you mark hoes

Chorus (X-Raided + Kingpen):

(X-Raided) ****s I used to f**k with

(Kingpen) Consider Me Dead

(X-Raided) Yeah all you ****s can suck d**k

(Kingpen) Consider Me Dead

(X-Raided) All them hoes I used to mack to...

(Kingpen) Consider Me Dead

(X-Raided) b***h get a rose over the tattoo and...

(Kingpen) Consider Me Dead

(2x)

[X-Raided]

N***a I can't stop now, came too far to turn back

Flames burnin' in my brain, my heart done turned black

I opened my mouth to speak and I don't recognize my own voice

And when I close my eyes to sleep, dream of wildin' with my homeboys

And wake up, the image lingers

When he throw up the set it make me wanna break up the ni***z fingers

Blow up the set twice a day, fake ***a I respect not

Load up the Tec and spray your life in one day ***a

I detect cops and you look like a b***h

You shook like a ***a that done did somethin' wrong

False form a** ***a

Get on and blast ***a

Did harm to the last ***a speakin' on my name

And I got these East Coast muthafuckas sleepin' on my game

I sleep even though my brain got me ready to seek and destroy

What? You speakin' on my joy? You speakin' on my pain

And it's been seekin' out my brain

Through this pen to this paper to this track

To the dat and in your ears, ***a for years

Yeah....

Chorus

[X-Raided]

When I die don't come visit me at my grave

I'll come up out the casket

Like "Night of the Living Dead" to get that a** b***h

Ride 'til a ***a dead like Killa Tay on Crip

We got to admit you deserve respect but on Crip