Sebutones - Dead Men Don't Walk lyrics

[6.2] Dead [Hook: Buck 65 & 6.2] Dead men don't walk They only decompose When I count to three you close your eyes and keep 'em closed Its nightmarish to think you might perish slowly fear it Or pray to your chosen holy spirit [Buck 65] I'm an ugly sack of mostly water born to be informed And the only one that knows me is Obi Wan Kenobi My new mission as a musician Is the absorption of filtered truths (6.2: Truths) So as you listen to this and consider why I'm fussing over nothing Don't think for a moment that it's easy to please me We write 'em desperate to keep certain items separate The foolish pursuit of novelty boggles me I'll share irrefutable tested results With beautiful breasted adults That offer feedback and need fact to figure That's why I'm listening to Miss Helena Christiansen For instance and I'm convinced that you got Scud missiles in your blood vessels One One launches Memory is erased from your unconscious Think of the days that your fears grew near And you saw them coming at you in the rearview mirror [Hook] [6.2] I absorb my surroundings and recycle the chosen thoughts Repackage the lessons for the old and decrepit My broken-down system is immune to all insignificant Mentors and models from all of history's vast amount of mysteries Inconceivable notion that the dead walk upright And march alongside productive numbers in society Slumbers thin applying the proper physics To change imbalanced scales and relevant statistics Counterfeit cubans are smoked by vast amounts of s**er DJs That don't count in the real world The aura surrounding Meanwhile the dub system pounding Soundtracks for apocalyptic progressive thoughts and infiltration Dead men Don't Walk Not even "The armored personnel carrier....forward M 132 [rumble]" [Hook] [6.2] Dead [Mos Def sample]: "Ashes to ashes And dust to dust" repeat to end