Dead Man Walking

You know, ma-maybe I'm drunk Maybe I'm not Maybe this happened, maybe it didn't One, two, three Call my doctor, call my lawyer Call my brother, call my priest (call my priest!) There's paperwork to fill out 'Cause a dead man walks the streets 'Cause my sister has a best friend That I've known since I was three And now I'm gon' get strangled 'Cause we tangled in the sheets My homie's like "Dead man, dead man walking" My homie's like "You a dead man, dead man walking" (dead man) Yeah, uh, come on Beautiful family friend is she (Da-da-dum-da) Almost a decade older than me And I've been gone for quite a while overseas, yeah And she's been livin' up in Albany (yeah, yeah) Then I had two shows I played upstate She came to show love and see my face Then we got drinks and we chilled like "hey" And then from there it was, you know, what I'm saying Call my doctor, call my lawyer Call my brother, call my priest (call my priest!) There's paperwork to fill out 'Cause a dead man walks the streets 'Cause my sister has a best friend That I've known since I was three (since I was three!) And now I'm gon' get strangled 'Cause we tangled in the sheets My homie's like "Dead man, dead man walking" (dead man walking) My homie's like "You a dead man, dead man walking" My homie's like "Dead man, dead man walking" My homie's like "You a dead man, dead man walking, damn" Now she's like "Damn! How did we let this happen? Damn! How did we end up in this bed?" Then I said, "Relax" and laughed like "This would be a pretty dope song" She's like, "No, I swear to God I'll kill you No, I really will just take your life No, don't even think about it But that would be a pretty dope song" So I came home and I called my friends Then we got smacked and I wrote this jam I know for a fact that I'm going It's over, my life's dead-ass over Call my doctor, call my lawyer Call my brother, call my priest (call my priest!) There's paperwork to fill out 'Cause a dead man walks the streets 'Cause my sister has a best friend That I've known since I was three And now I'm gon' get strangled 'Cause we tangled in the sheets My homie's like "Dead man, dead man walking" (You know what I'm saying?) My homie's like "You a dead man, dead man walking" Yeah, yeah My homie's like "Dead man, dead man walking" My homie's like "You a dead man, dead man walking" The funny part about this entire thing You know, like, do it in one-take, write it quick, fun 'n' jokes quip? But my sister won't hear this until I release the album She'll hear every other song except this one So, surprise