Faces Of Death

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony Faces Of Death Album

2.Dummy Man

Dum. da-dum, dum, da-dum, dum, dum, dum, dum. dum, dum, da-dum,
dum, da-dum, dum, dum, dum, dum.


Up in the mornin' and i feel like i don't wanna be livin',
better off dead
Without no bread. have you ever felt that feelin'? unsatisfied,
feelin' like you wanna die when you reach into your pocket and
can't even find not even enough to go purchase a dime sack of
weed.
Fuck that, i got come up in my blood, plus it's the first of the
month, nigga what, the perfect time to come up. the only problem
is i'm broke and ain't got no dope. but as i was standin?at my b
Om mirror, i look at the soap. shit, soap look a little like
dope. you scandalous nigga! then i chop, chop up me some
counterfeit amphetamines. but wait a minute, wait, wait a minute
now, what i
Y want to taste it? then quickly for cash, nigga dash to the
kitchen get the bread bag.

Wrap that bread around some soap, now i got the bread crumb
dum-dum dope. it might sound funny but it ain't no joke cause
doin' this shit could get a nigga smoked, man. but fuck it!
young nigga
Get them duckets. hit the medicine cabinet for the final
touches, orajel for the numbness. then i hit the corner with a
handful of bread crumbs, nigga got the dum-dum for ya [for
ya]and i pump
Pproach if you say it ain't dope, only dealin' 'cause i hear
that they sober. peep, creep on a come up, i'll wait for a fiend
to roll up, and walk to the car with my hand on my pistol, he
showed
He greens. said, 'hold up. gotta get my stash.' nigga need a
twenty, and i got that faded. lovin' these yum-yum's, glad i
made it, i just hope this nigga don't try to taste it. i dropp
M the dummy, he said it was lovely.

But as he pulled off i pinned that he put a rock up in his mouth
braked, he skid, put it in reverse and he came back quick. fiend
ju
Out and he talkin' all big, this is what happened to this bitch:
we beat him, and finished him off and he never came 'round here
no more cause the nigga ran into yours-truly. poor, and a nigga
s
. lord forgive me but i can't remember the last time i ate. now
i gots to go get me a plate or we pin m up proper. only spent
three dollars and forty four cent, nigga full, now i gotta get
ben
Gga still got sixteen dollars and fifty six cent, hell yeah!
these dum dums got a nigga off the hook, they got booked, took,
shook, look, got dope, but it ain't dope, so i guess you could
call m
Rooked crook. hey, do ya know somebody like me? i don't think
so, cause ain't nobody. i see down for the crime like i'm down
for mine, and if i gotta, nigga, i cheat, cheat.


the biggest
Rocks up on the block, man [the biggest rocks up on the block
rocks up
He block man].