[Verse 1: Pink Siifu]
Dead or alive, dead or alive, dead or alive, dead or alive
Dead or alive, dead or alive, dead or alive, dead or alive
Get it dead or alive like, niggas make more money dyin' online live
This keen soul gon' survive in the end, look at his eyes
All this that I've seen, it's like blood in them eyes
Battle cries, [?]
To fear walk around and die at the same time, what it is
They been singin' the same song for like ten years, get a new hook
Key to life, break it nice, all in the same book
Niggas don't know the last hook but want that new shit
They killing skeletons, my doors open theyself
Dead or alive
In the heyday they say a lot for they health
Dead or alive my niggas outside
I don't believe you
Real recognize, I don't see you, I don't believe you
Bridgin' directions senseless, you forgot how to step
Trap, can't find the exact, we dat black
Armand Hammer and Siifu at your head like back when Dame was yellin', "why that name on they back?"
They don't understand, tell 'em again, facts (Quelle)
Dead or alive
[Verse 2: ELUCID]
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Yeah, snap necks like fine bones from the mackerel
I ain't askin' you for shit
Black as rap classical spiraling in a pit
Backwoodz, I'm from the era of the animal thug
Sniff pussy
She suck my thumb before me member
I been floatin' since September
Month nine, wet enough to enter
Blue movie gal, no censor
Revival like, those I admired give me fire water
I'm of the highest order
Pourin' liquid iron out the sky, you guys just kinda sorta
You belly laugh with the oracle and a absence of light
It's all math but the numbers only just half the height
I splash who I like
I'm on the half with my patterns clashing, free nationalistic
Blowin' kisses at my opps in the meta-verse
Gorilla Biscuits till my head'll burst
Plans of the spirit, you better work
[Verse 3: billy woods]
Muff diving, no snorkel
Stayed up under the waves immortal
Division two HBCU, I'm in the transfer portal
Mask and gun when it's time to get paid
Blake Bortles, Gale Sayers game tape lookin' like young Vordul
Primordial
It was all good just a week ago, the President was a Corporal
Tempranillo with the corkscrew, flatbread soak up the pork juice
Affordable housing, but I got an inkling what it cost you
I can see it in the eyes of your oldest
I can see you just goin' through the motions, feel the coldness
Hop off the private jet, walk into the rotors, that's new money
Old money mummified corpses, tryna stuff it in their coffins
She said "get the bag, then you can have me"
It's no time for Splenda daddies
She need the bag like a caddy
Not mad, blessed her with what was left in the baggie
She said "get the bag, then you can have me"
[Verse 4: Quelle Chris]
Yeah, and rent a big body sedan like
Called a couple homies on the scan like
Had a --- goin' bam bam like
Had a nigga kickin' Van Damme like
Of course, yeah
Cops pull 'em over with the disco
Faberge drip make 'em sick like (blech)
Haters always wanna say some shit
We got Diff'rent Strokes, Mr. Drummond
They be askin', "how you doin'?", I be like
Pshh, when I pull up, pull up, pull up in the trench
White girls givin' out high fives
Dude asks me if I'm high
Nigga must be dreamin', pinch me
It's on your head in every city living rent free
It's elementary Mr. Watson, elementary
Back in the day, he used to pull up on the ten speed
Rich nigga only got a GED
On a bitch neck like beadie beads
Back in the day, he on the ten speed
It's elementary Mr. Watson, elementary
It's elementary Mr. Watson, elementary
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