Consider Me Dead

By X-Raided

On The Initiation

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[Intro: X-Raided]

Yeah

All my Mad Man soldiers at ease

I'm fnna handle this one on my own

Just me and Hollis

Can you make it pound?

I'll handle these niggas

Don't trip


[Verse 1: X-Raided]

I had a heart full of pride and had to set it aside

As I was nailed to the crucifix and stabbed in my side

Impaled, toothpicks jabbed in my eyes

Niggas cried but the truth is they're glad that I died

In Hell conversatin' with Satan himself

Starin' in the mirror lately got him hatin' himself

Inhale green smoke like it's oxygen

Rise up out the grave, gotta get my props again

I pray for the day that I could say I got revenge

Got a vendetta 'cause I been hated by lots of men

My rage just way too strong to contain

I'm sinkin', but I'm way too strong to complain

I'm cheatin' the reaper every time he come for me

When I die, will you nigga cry or ride and die for me?

I'm creepin', prepared to take your breath without thinkin'

Of consequences, I'll stand in the face of death without blinkin'

The Unforgiven X-Raided, take my name in vain!

Nefarious, nigga, feel the need to explain the game

To various niggas that got it twisted up like cornrows

I'm sick of this bitch shit, I'm comin' for you mark hoes

[Chorus: X-Raided, Kingpen]

Niggas I used to fuck with

Consider Me Dead

Yeah, all you niggas can suck dick

Consider Me Dead

All them hoes I used to mack to...

Consider Me Dead

Bitch, get a rose over the tattoo

And Consider Me Dead

Yeah, niggas I used to fuck with

Consider Me Dead

Yeah, all you niggas can suck dick

Consider Me Dead

All you hoes I used to mack to...

Consider Me Dead

Bitch, get a rose over the tattoo

And Consider Me Dead


[Verse 2: X-Raided]

Nigga I can't stop now, came too far to turn back

Flames burnin' in my brain, my heart done turned black

When I open up my mouth to speak, I don't recognize my own voice

And when I close my eyes to sleep, dream of ridin' on my homeboys

When I wake up, the image lingers

When he throw up the set, it make me wanna break up the niggas fingers

Blow up the set twice a day, fake nigga I respect not

Load up the TEC, spray your life away, gay nigga

I detect cops and you look like a pig

You shook like a nigga that done did somethin' wrong

Foster Farm ass nigga (Chicken)

Get on and blast nigga (Crippin')

Did harm to the last nigga speakin' on my name

And I got these East Coast muthafuckas sleepin' on my game

I sleep with it on my brain, got me ready to seek and destroy

When you speakin' on my joy, you speakin' on my pain

And it's been seepin' out my brain

Through this pen to this paper to this track

To the DAT, into your ears, nigga for years, yeah....

[Chorus: X-Raided, Kingpen]

Niggas I used to fuck with

Consider Me Dead

Yeah, all you niggas can suck dick

And Consider Me Dead

All you hoes I used to mack to...

Consider Me Dead

Bitch, get a rose over the tattoo

And Consider Me Dead

Yeah, niggas I used to fuck with

Consider Me Dead

Yeah, all you niggas can suck dick

Consider Me Dead

All them hoes I used to mack to...

Consider Me Dead

Bitch, get a rose over the tattoo

And Consider Me Dead


[Verse 3: X-Raided]

When I die, don't come visit me at my grave

I'll come up out the casket like "Night of the Living Dead"

To get that ass bitch, I ride 'til a nigga dead like Killa Tay on Crip

We after ya, you swear you deserve respect but on Crip

You niggas gay, cuzz, weak bloods, like Dracula

Wear a turtle neck around me

You weak thugs'll have hurtful necks around me

We jump niggas like strangulations

And got a gang of patience when it come to killin' lames

Been waitin' all night for opportunity to spill your brains

Either you or me, only be one, ha, latter

And I'm comrades with clouds so get decapitated or bombed in crowds

They'll never capture Raided, I mob around

Turn your skin black and blue and orange by the time it's found

Tied and bound and tarred down

Two-faced, many faces better kept

Before we chop you up in suitcases

And disappear without any traces

And we all got game!

Pain flames, all got game!

Knock y'all brain, Mad Man and we all got fangs, bitch!

[Chorus: X-Raided, Kingpen]

Consider Me Dead

And Consider Me Dead

I used to mack to...

Consider Me Dead

Bitch, get a rose over the tattoo

And Consider Me Dead

Yeah, yeah, used to fuck with

Consider Me Dead

Yeah, suck dick

Consider Me Dead

All them hoes I used to mack to...

Consider Me Dead

Better get a rose over the tattoo

And Consider Me Dead


[Outro]

Yeah, bitch

Mad Man

Big Hollis

X-Raided

Nigga