I Dread lyrics
by Nicholas Craven
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[Chorus]
All these thoughts runnin' through my head
Sometimes I think I'm better off dead
n*ggas tellin', I dread
Just keep the family well-fed
Just talked to my lil' cousin, had to throw him some bread
All these thoughts runnin' through my head
Sometimes I think I'm better off dead
n*ggas tellin', I dread
Just keep the family well-fed (Uh)
Just talked to my lil' cousin, had to throw him some bread (Uh-huh)
[Verse 1]
I walk the city of no pity
My people bred outta conditions that's so sh*tty
Keep your head in the right place, even in tight space
Say my grace, f*ck all the people that hate
I'll put this burner in your mouth like Colgate
I swear you rappin' n*ggas got no taste
The coupe got no space; only for me and my girlfriend
'Til the bloody end, until it's sunny, and
I'm at the muddy end, I gotta get my hands dirty
Make sure the plan sturdy, make sure it's band-worthy
I'm up bright and early, don't make me do your mans dirty
(Yeah, uh, uh, uh)
[Chorus]
All these thoughts runnin' through my head
Sometimes I think I'm better off dead
n*ggas tellin', I dread
Just keep the family well-fed
Just talked to my lil' cousin, had to throw him some bread
All these thoughts runnin' through my head
Sometimes I think I'm better off dead
n*ggas tellin', I dread
Just keep the family well-fed
Just talked to my lil' cousin, had to throw him some bread (Uh)
[Verse 2]
Questions with no answers sometimes leads to nothin'
Complainin' never solves problems, gotta keep pushin'
To my n*ggas: Good lookin'
I stack the good bookings
If they want food for thought, I got the good cookin'
I got the ingredient, I'll beat the beat 'til it's obedient
I'll make a carnage and I was only bein' lenient
No need to starve, it got me tired in good years
To ease the pain, I spent rent money on footwear
War is art and blood is decoration, show admiration
I'll flip a n*gga like a workstation
Why is you hatin', bein' sedated? I swear you n*ggas overrated
How can I say it? I can't participate in fake sh*t
Only great sh*t, I put the work in, late shift
[Chorus]
All these thoughts runnin' through my head
Sometimes I think I'm better off dead
n*ggas tellin', I dread
Just keep the family well-fed
Just talked to my lil' cousin, had to throw him some bread
All these thoughts runnin' through my head
Sometimes I think I'm better off dead
n*ggas tellin', I dread
Just keep the family well-fed
Just talked to my lil' cousin, had to throw him some bread
Dump Gawd