He Dead

Protect your body
They want to take your body
They want to hurt your body
And put it in a coffin
Cause they dont think you matter, oh no
They want to take your power, oh no
And make you even lesser, oh no
And add you to the number
Dont let them get close
Theyre screamin out murder
Youve got to be cautious
Before they destroy ya
Dont let them get close
Theyre screamin out murder
Youve got to be cautious
Before they destroy ya

Can you feel it everywhere?
Oh , he dead
Can you feel it everywhere?
Oh, he dead
Can you feel it everywhere?
Oh, he dead
Can you feel it everywhere?
Oh, he dead

How fast can them bare feet run? The answer is barely, isnt it?
But you cant stop for the pain
Pop another oxy, swallow, and hit the bricks
Follow the plan, you know all the tricks
Fire escape to the roof, stay low, stay low, stay low
When they screamin out murder, they lookin for you
They always lookin for you, why the * *** they always lookin for you?
Surely somebody must live without stiffness, ice in the spine
God you been runnin, so gotta keep runnin
So so-and-so told you bout so-and -sos cousin
They got him and there wasnt nothin left for her to identify
Disappeared in the blink of a eyeball, bounce, man, bounce, man
Oh, he dead, lost and found, man
Oh, he dead, used to be this girl round the way
Oh, she dead, looked up to God and you pray
Oh, he dead, oh, she dead
What they say, you got loose, do not stop, do not dwell
On the past, yous a fool, you got legs, best to use em
Dont let them get close, youve got to be cautious
This aint knife to a gunfight, but more twig to a tank
They say these bullets hollow, holler if you feel the same
Say you need bullets silver, holler if you got a chain
Then this breeze make you shiver, holler if you feel the pain
Yeah, the molar is throbbin insane, must be bout to rain again
Yeah, the older you get the less game they ought to be breakin in
They like they meat fresh, so just stay alive, young man, feet to the road again
The echo of boots on the pavement is palpable off of the buildings, they closing in
They hunt as a pack and they packin more firepower than you ever imagined
The pack on your back rattles back and forth, no slack
Go faster, go faster, they masters of trapping and
You just a trapper who went for a Masters
And dropped out when it didnt matter no more
Your body of work didnt embody bodyin bodies
And watchin them pile on the floor
So what them books got you but dreams of everything lost?
What does sleep bring you but screams at night where you toss?
And turn hope into stone, your motto embossed
Stay alive at all costs

Can you feel it everywhere?
Oh, he dead
Can you feel it everywhere?
Oh, he dead
Can you feel it everywhere?
Oh, he dead
Can you feel it everywhere?
Oh, he dead

Don't let them get close
Theyre screamin out murder
Youve got to be cautious
Before they destroy ya
Dont let them get close