Well, hell she walk like zombie

Talk too cold

Live in a graveyard

Like the one I call home

And when she wish riger mortis

On my soul

I don't wanna tell her

But she gotta be told

Because she talk like crazy

Making my bed up

Messing with the future

When she know I got to get up

Cannot break this silence

Fuck my momentum

I ain't gonna play

Because I know just where she send 'em



To the grave!

To grave!



And I say

I just can't play dead

I just can't play dead



So I got one for my money

Two for my soul

Three times, I begging

Get me outta this hole!

I see her roll her sleeve up

Looking for a beat up

Telling you the things to feed the flavor in your ear


But when she spit that venom

Just like a viper

She evil to the core

But then she know that's what you like

Got the shit on eleven

Serving up a tension

She cooking in her kitchen

Seasoning, before she send 'em



To the grave!

To grave!



And I say

I just can't play dead

I just can't play dead



Because she talk like crazy

Making my bed up

Messing with the future

When she know I got to get up

Cannot break this silence

Fuck my momentum

I ain't gonna play

Because she send 'em



To the grave!

To grave!



Like I said

I just can't play dead

I just can't play dead