Oh! (Buried Alive)

Yeah, aye

And look who’s back

Boo!

Oh, oh

Yeah, aye

Ever since I've been gone, I’ve been focusing and taking my time

I know you’ve waited so long, it’s been eating at the back of my mind

Well, if you still want blood, someday I might give you a taste

Oh, no, when you ask me if I’ll turn up the bass

I’ll tell you, bitch 

Yah, I am not a killer but if you wanna keep living you better get to running before I head home

Yah, don’t you be thinking for a second that Imma let you put a finger on the homies, you are dead wrong

No way, not me

You wanna jerk me around, I’ll give you this long D

Y’all thought I was gone for good

‘Cause you tried to have me buried alive

Until I said

Oh! Tell the streets that I’m back from the dead

Oh! So ‘for you sleep, check up under your bed, aye

Don’t run, bitch, lock your door

Oh! So ‘for you sleep check up under your bed, I’m back from the dead

Got the whole damn crowd going wild in this bitch x4

Since the day that I died, all the sudden you’ve been acting so brave

Just ‘cause I’ve been rotting in Hell, that don’t mean that you can piss on my grave

Mmm, don’t always believe the things you’ve been told

See, Hell only keeps the ones it can hold

And I ain’t so keen on selling my soul

But if it means getting some head, then Imma be chopping ‘em off and watching ‘em roll

Yah, everything I do is incredible, someone get a medal because I’m really ‘bout to flow like

Yah, every single rhythm and syllable sets a record, you better give me the credit, ‘cause I don’t bite

You say I’m a vampire

I say you a damn liar

Homeboy, do you really want me to give you a tale for the camp fire?

Alright, then come on and get them hands higher

Bet you thought I was gone for good

‘Cause you tried to have me buried alive

Think again

Oh! Tell the streets that I’m back from the dead

Oh! So ‘for you sleep, check up under your bed, aye

Don’t run, bitch, lock your door

Oh! So ‘for you sleep check up under your bed, I’m back from the dead

Got the whole damn crowd going wild in this bitch x4

Oh, you say you know me

Yeah, you know me well

You said I tried to hard to impress you

Guess you must know it all, wonder how you could tell

You say “you wasn’t raised like this, boy”

What, you want me to cry?

I done climbed out my grave

Now I’m back in this bitch

Imma show you why I’m popping tonight

Singing out

I don’t mind if you wanna get filthy 

Motherfucker, this the life that I chose

But some of y’all really trying to kill me

Come and get it, this the life that I chose

Aye, put your hands to the sky if you feel me

Sing it with me, this the life that I chose

Momma told me that this ain’t the real me

Well I guess it’s just the life that I chose

I know what you’re thinking, I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again if I have to

You’ve been wishing for something a little more wicked that you and the homies can rap to

Well you got the fuel, and I got the fire, pimpin’, if you know what I mean

So if you think you’re really ready to lose it, then cut all the music and everyone scream

Oh! Tell the streets that I’m back from the dead

Oh! So ‘for you sleep, check up under your bed, aye

Don’t run, bitch, lock your door

Oh! So ‘for you sleep check up under your bed, I’m back from the dead