Jarren Benton - Walking Dead lyrics

Verse 1 [Toasty]: I'm a dead man walkin' So I let the muthaf**as keep talkin' Don't feel alive in my mind Why do I have eyes when I'm blind? I can hear the skies callin' Bout to shoot some bulls and, I'm cool, and Rising up, I'm fallin', and I'm haulin' With this weight on my shoulders, I can wait till it's over b**h, I can end it and I think it's upholdin' I'm the shadow in the dark you're afraid of Play the game of, rip the blades off I'll show you what I'm made of Machete in my mouth as my teacher ripped the blade off I'm an Adolph, droppin' bombs on these muthaf**as Headphones on these muthaf**as, what's wrong with these muthaf**as? Takin' notes every song like I'm wet in the game So I belong to die sad and sing songs, muthaf**as Take my advice, put that in a s** dream, b**h Into your life, I drive straight when I write Too much pain for the light, with a strange appetite Blame me? You might, it's like a hurricane every night Jarren in this b**h, so you know it's goin' hard Leaving every inch on your f**in' body scarred You feel the pinch deep within your skin Watch the illness kick in, I'm the sickness goin' large Zombie, I'm so ill that you want me I won't lie, b**h, I am afraid Cause of my f**ed up past and mistakes I made It drives me insane, I can't wait for fame One day, all of you punks will stop laughing One day, you might just feel like crying So b**h, don't ever f**in' say to me that I'm wasting my time I'll stick a knife in your spine Hook [Toasty]: I'm so ill b**h I'm walking dead [x3] Can you feel this? I'm walking dead [x3] We bout to k** sh** I'm walking dead [x3] No thought can heal this I'm walking dead [x3] [x2] Verse 2 [Jarren Benton]: Yah (J-J-J-Jarren..BEN-TON!) Buenos dias, never throw a fetus in ya senorita Crocodile skin on my Adidas, I beat the p**y, leave it paraplegic I eat everything, everything, YEAH b*tch I eat up everything! And it's so loud, you smell it through this hella fame We throwin' p**y n***as off the airplane Gold trim on these Paraframes My DNA is on the verowayne Got a blood b**h that lovin' smellin' paint My n***a did 5 for sellin' 'Cane East Side in this muhf**a Come play with these bloods**ers Reign so nice, I'll friggin' lace yo guns If y'all want beef like fuh-muckas Smokin' Ether till I'm in a seizure I put my sneakers up the f**in' keister Bumpin' Black Sabbath till I bust the speakers She let me cut her with no anesthesia Haters blow me like a Dandelion I'm out my mind like Amanda Bynes Tony Stark's, I keep my hands on eyes So don't cross me n***a, unless you play on dyin' (PAH-PAH) Put 'em in a morgue Dig a bigger ditch, I'll put the n***a in a forest Neighborhood smellin' like a f**in' rigor mortis Benton on the baby, yeah, that beat has been aborted My dope boy said that his boy got deported Rappers ain't real, I bet that n***a get distorted Hoes done arose, I got my feet like a forest But my k**as walkin' dead, I'll let my n***a sing the chorus AAAAHH! Hook [Toasty]: I'm so ill b**h I'm walking dead [x3] Can you feel this? I'm walking dead [x3] We bout to k** sh** I'm walking dead [x3] No thought can heal this I'm walking dead [x3] [x2] Bridge [Toasty]: I'm a dead man walkin' [x8]