SwizZz - Dead Candy lyrics

[Verse 1: SwizZz] Yo what's up Anthony They'll be a lot of saying you dead and you're gone Cause you was sitting at my desk writing a verse to a song So can you please do me a favor, tell the truth to your mom She been on me for weeks wondering what's taking so long I tried to get your back [?] buy a little more time To finish your rhyme but Frances kept hitting my line like "SwizZzle, I've seen you been acting Please no more theatrics I talked to you a month ago Now can you tell me your status what's up" I'm sorry man I had to do what I do I would have had this done in August if it wasn't for you Please don't diss me like The Jokerr and make Sidekick 2 I know you're mad I've been away, but imma come back soon We can collab on the next track You can be my Quintin Miller You're the ghost writer, I deliver Ain't no combo realer Ain't no duo iller We'll make hits and never fillers If you feel me, hold it strong Cause the show is going on [Hook] Dead Candy Maestro down, the lights go Even though you're gone And we miss you We kiss you every time we smile The show must go on Now we have a place open for you there at the banquet ball Even though you're gone Well listen till we meet again soon it will only be a while The show must go on [Verse 2: Brains Mcloud] Hey mom So glad you could stay strong Stay calm It was your idea to bring me back in this séance Looking inside, breathe. Like it's funny it [?] Eyes roll back, trying to see how his brain run To those that can actually hear me I'm Anthony Healy I was maimed when a man dragged me under a mask screaming It's a tragedy really I'm about to take revenge I'll harm him till he can take a breath And start breathing and taste the d**h and until he Smells his own guilt and he can't take the stench until he Accepts blame and puts his wrists against your ears and [?] until he Can't look at his son but see my face instead until he Breaks and thinks himself as his own grave to rest And every time he turn to see a child run and play Gonna relive that ugly day He took my life the f** away He stuck in a [?] dead candy Running and [?] Praying for someone to put you down like a pound dog Alright mom [Hook] [Verse 3: The Jokerr] I never had to rap about a mother's dead child Guess I can scratch it off the bucket list now I tried to keep it mild But then I was like how The sh** is dark, vehicular homicide pow (Wow) You got life cut short and that s**s a** Who would have figured that you would have pa**ed in a truck crash Whoever did it is gonna bask in a bloodbath When Gavin gets ahold of him and starts to just slash But enough of truck crashes and slashes Let's talk about the good things coming from your pa**ing Your mother just discovered her pa**ion And got me and SwizZzle together, no one ever thought it ever happened Look at that sh**, now we are one step closer to burying the hatchet Now your mother is taking the pain of your loss and turning it into something she can really have a impact with (OBV Records?) That's it [Hook] x2