Want Me Dead lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
They got me f*cked up
They got me f*cked up
They got me f*cked up
They got me f*cked up
They got me f*cked up

[Hook]
Thought my family was straight when they had moved up out the city
But my cousin caught a hommie when when they got back to the Bany
Now I really gotta get, this motherf*ckin' bread
Cause my people in the pen, and these n*ggas want me dead
Want me dead, want me dеad, they coming for my head
Was supposed to lеave for good, but His plan was here instead, goddamn
I guess that's why they call it the trap
Time to put the Field back on the map (East Side!)

[Verse I]
I been here bout all my life and ain't a damn thing changed
Except the names on the graves, the letters got rearranged
And the dates got more recent, soon as I got the chance I upped my defense
Cause they been sending bullets where I'm sleeping, what's the reason
Buried my granny senior year and four classmates before that
That ain't right and I know that
That's why my plan was move out the city and never go back
I guess I had that tunnel vision, word to Kodak, don't you know I
[Hook]
Thought my family was straight when they had moved up out the city
But my cousin caught a hommie when when they got back to the Bany
Now I really gotta get, this motherf*ckin' bread
Cause my people in the pen, and these n*ggas want me dead
Want me dead, want me dead, they coming for my head
Was supposed to leave for good, but His plan was here instead, goddamn
I guess that's why they call it the trap
Time to put the Field back on the map (East Side!)

[Verse II]
Jah I know that I'm a heathen, uh
But as long as I'm still breathing, uh
I don't care what I gotta do, but I'ma make sure they keep believing, uh
Pistol whip a n*gga in the mouth and make his gums bleed like he was teething, uh
Like TLC, they be creeping
These n*ggas know they can't face me, they sneaking
I'm from the East, they know that's my region
Rule by myself, no I don't need a regent
I don't take too kindly to treason
Mercedes done made me a demon
That's why every night on my knees I be pleading
Lord stop all these triggers from squeezing
Chasing the lettuce, the bread and the cheese
And we gon go ham if you stop us from feeding
[Hook]
Thought my family was straight when they had moved up out the city
But my cousin caught a hommie when when they got back to the Bany
Now I really gotta get, this motherf*ckin' bread
Cause my people in the pen, and these n*ggas want me dead
Want me dead, want me dead, they coming for my head
Was supposed to leave for good, but His plan was here instead, goddamn
I guess that's why they call it the trap
Time to put the Field back on the map (East Side!)