[Verse One: Sean Price] Berry White dead, Luther Vandross sick I shed a tear when I wrote this Marvin Gaye got popped by his pops, sh** critical Rick James smoking on things, sh** typical Curtis and Teddy both ended up in wheelchairs One dead, one's still here Jimi Hendrix OD'd off d** David Ruffin got his sh** ruffed up by some straight up thugs Pac and Biggie, Freaky Tah Bought my son a Pun tape the next week he died Easy-E, Donny Hathaway we smell d**h It's hard listening to DLS (Cut it off) Ol' Dirty got shot in the P's Eddie Murphy played himself he let RuPaul hop in his V Richard Pryor on fire, he got jokes Red Foxx hot, he died broke Sammy Davis, Gregory Hines, tap dancing in heaven Shell toes in the church ever since Run was the reverend Yeah [Outro: Sean Price] Yeah you like that right? Cop that album you hear the rest of that man Monkey Barz Man, be out real soon man Nah mean? Theres more people man, I left out Left Eye Aaliyah, Scott La Rock Who the f** else died? Uh, let me see DJ [?] there's a bunch of yadie mean? Dead singer/entertainer motherf**ers I got three verses man Go cop that album man Jam Master Jay Len Bias, forgot about Len bias, Hank Adams Arthur Ashe, Myles Davis, Wilt Chamberlin We got a whole lot of names B Just don't copy my sh**, I'mma smack the sh** out of somebody Jimmy Spicer, that's the n***a that made "Super Rhymes" Someone use my idea you have no idea what I'm gonna do to you duke word up, no idea I will beat the sh** out of someone man n***as can't even fight no more man