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Slaughterhouse - See Dead People Lyrics

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I, I See Dead People

I, I-I See Dead People
I, I-I, I See Dead People
I, I, I See Dead People

[Royce Da 5'9"]
I See Different Day Same Sick Language
You A Game, I’M A Game Of Russian Roulette
Pain And Kurk Cobain Mixed With Bane
Drenched In Purple Rain
And I Rearrange Your Prints, Cut Ya Fingers Off
Mail ‘Em To Your Sons, Kindergarten Class
In A Remy Martin Glass

Know The Tax And Billy, Call Your Dad
Signed Sincerely, He Really Caught It Bad
He Clearly Could Not Doubt You
The Alcoholic Induced Me In A Coma You Sweep
The Hostile You, See Murder, My Style True
Basquiat, Reebok Shoe

Our Guns Ain’T Coming Out If We Not Shooting
Yours? Yours Is Coming Out With Detox 2
When We Shot, Woo, We Shock
Which One Of Y’All Niggas Wanna Box The King Cobra?
I’Ll Mop Ya Team Sober
I’M Not Stoppin’ Till They Drop Me 
In A Box In A Mausoleum
Sayin’: “Here Lies An Artist With 
An Audience Broader Than Joselyn’S Shoulders”
Hip Hop Played With The Flow, Related To Poem
The Greatest To Go In, Favor Patrone
Maybe Record A Poem With Oprah 
And Played It Back For Raven Simone

Later Niggas! (Later Niggas)
I Got A Crush On Queen Latifah Cuz I Had A Dream
We Gotta Fuck On Without The Monie Love
I’M Wyling On These Drugs
It’S Just Me And My Team And An 
Obscene Amount Of Girls
You Can Eat Our Dust, We Playing Ring 
Around The World

[Hook]
I Said You Know, That We Are
Some Crazy (I See Dead People)
And Plus, We Know (I-I-I See Dead People)
That We Are (I, I-I, I See Dead People)
Some Crazy (I, I-I See Dead People)

[Verse 2: Crooked I]
Yea, I See ‘Em Too With My Sixth Sense
They Prowling While I’M Browsing Through Your Housing
With The Authority To Do You Horribly
Leave You In 8 Sections Like Fixed Rent
While Your Bitch Bent Over Extending My Dick’S Lift
Doggystyle Literally When She Make My Cock Expand Yo
And You Barking Up The Wrong Tree Again

Nothing’S Three-Dimensional, 
Different Plain Of Existence
The Only Role The Clairvoyant 
Human Being Can See Me In
My Theatrics Lean, Psychiatrics Right
Like These Raps Getting Ghost-Written
By Somebody Psychopathic Residing 
Inside Of My Psyche’S Attic
Inspirin’ Rap Shit That The Coke Get In
Or It Might Be Acid, Constipation
No Shit And It Might Be Magic, That’S It!
Speaking Of Magic

All I Need Is A Package Of The Magnums 
And A Thick Snow Bunny To Pull Off The Illest Rabbit In Hat Trick
I’M Throwing Verbals At You Before 
My Circles Slapped You
Hey, Guess What I Heard
If You Anti-Snitch It Can Bring Down 
Even The Greatest Person, That True?
I Guess So, Go Ask Joe Paterno Statue, Uh (Crazy Nigga!)
The Instrumental’S Looping, I Sit In A Mental Institution
With Screws Loose In My Temple, 
Sending You Simpleton Delusions
Confusing Your Views With Simple Distribution
The Lyrics I’M Using To Abuse You

[Verse 3: Joell Ortiz]
Y’All Crazy Man, I Ain’T Crazy Man, 
Tell Them Swayze Man
They Think I’M Nuts Like A Squirrel Baby Hands
Patting The Ground, Burying My 
Ex-Girl’S New Man’S Left Testicle
Next To Two Stands, Yellin’ Shady Fans
Starting To Rescue Range Of Anadelle Painted Grand Tans
But That Ain’T The Case Man, 
I’M Just Tryna Save Fans From 
The Same Damn Million And 80 Grams
3-80 Blam Bars While I Wipe My 
Ray Ban’S Sunny Cuz They Can’T Mummy
I Mean Rap, Y’All Get The Point 
Like E.T. Back In The 80’S
So Ease Back When Ortiz Rap, 
It’S The Navy, Air Force, Army In My Reese Pack
Then An Abc Opposition Operative Robot

Built By The Fans Who Feel Yall 
So Not That Ill So Scream Yaowa When Your Show Start
Will Devour You Cowards, Firin’ Rounds 
From High Power Go Karts
Till Your Entire Town’S In A Shower And It’S So Drop
Fuck! Like The Last Nut Who Sucked My Blow Pop
Cuz I’M Charming And Schlong Felt 
Like King Kong’S Arm And I Pulled Twice
Antibiotics, My Psychotic Is Sick

Recite The Bible On The Toilet 
Cuz My God I’M The Shit
Grab My Ipod And It Skips
All You Hear Is The House Like Sittin’ 
On Amityville Couch Sayin’ Michael You A Bitch See
See? Pumping With Thorozine, I Can’T See
Sido, E-Mail From Horror Scenes, See C Dog
Thought I See Red People Like C.C. Sabathia’S Scum Track
Maybe It’S A Whole Bunch Of Dead People

[Verse 4: Joe Budden]
Wonder Why He Different From These Boys
My Temperament’S Annoyed, Sigmund Freud
Belligerent On Ritalin And Rory Don’T
Look For A Reason, All Sentiment Is Void
Oh And Pencil When I’M Coy 
When I Enter And Destroy
Watch The Tape Slow Mo And 

Took The Stand, Face Blam
Raised My Left Hand, Spit On 
The Bible As I Approached
Then Grabbed The Mic Screamed 
It’S Over For You Roaches
We Can Close This Only Thing That Make Me Crazy, 
They Can’T Figure Out A Motive

See I’M Bipolar, You Minimalize My Mental Strides
Memorize The Track Enterprises If I’Ve Been Inside It
My Eyes Flashes Meat Tenderized
My Heart Will Arise
If God Put My Sins Aside I Swear I’Ll Start Genocide
My Funeral Should Look Like A General Died
Dog’S There, Let The Kennel Inside
And They’Ll Say He Insane Though
Me, I’D Agree With That Claim Though
Peep My Angle, But Some Would Say He Is An Angel
Never Gave A Fuck, Druggin’ Way 
Too Many In My State Of Serenity

Keep It, How Can Man Be Here The Same Boat
Aint No Chokes Read Fantasia With The Written Rainbow
Peeing, Fleeing, The Same Clothes
It’S Just 2012, Lou Ferigno, Just Blow
Head In A Fish Bowl
Headed To Hell, Dipped In Crisco

And Walk Over Your Eclipse, Show Me Where It Is
You Have Eaten, Turned Into Al Green 
With A Phobia Of Grits
I Know Dudes That Never Took 
The Fall For They Body
Skipped Childhood Perhaps Couldn’T Afford An Atari
Record The Homie, Call Ferrari, Try 
To Mawl The Real Paul Mccartney
You Mighta Thought This Out Awkwardly
Not Neurotic, This Perpetual

And Homeboy That Ain’T Saliva,
 It’S Last Week’S Molly Residue
That Demon I Carry Is Heavy
So Whoever Said That’S A Hard Pill 
To Swallow Must Never Met Me
My New Nickname’S “Approach With Caution”
Owe Me Money, I Resurrect 
If You Approach That Coffin
Take My Kindness For Weakness 
It Would Be Your Last Error
Wrote My Thin Line Between 
Love And Hate And Mascara

Give Me Gasoline, Pliers, Cleaver 
Don’T Forget The Wrench
More Oil On His Tongue, Easier To Get Him Pitched
Slaughterhouse Fuck, Leaves You, 
You Ain’T Get The Hint
Basement Full Of Insides, Freezer Full Of Ligaments
Let That Be A Warning If You Eager To Getting Rich
Gut You Niggas Whole You Febreeze Just To Rid The Stench
Your Devoured, Work Magic With A Weapon
And I’M As Indecisive As D Howard You Bleed Coward
Be Certain If You See A Guy Lurking T
hrough Your Blinds And Curtains
It’S Tyler Durden, And Verbal, 
Can’T Merge And Emerge As 
If It’S Just Artificial Insemination
Only Here For Revenge Cuz To Him It’S Just Ventilation
Pissed Off And Annoyed He Was Goin’ In Incineration
By A Virgin Menstuating As A Nurse Continue Racing
Truman Show His Whole Life, 
Watch The Demonstration
And That’S One Way Of Fuckin’ 
The World, No Penetration
Don’T Know What To Make Of You
The Six Sense Is Equal In 
Life Form But Way More Than Unbreakable

[Outro]
The Game Of The Super Group Is Being 
Changed Right Now, My Nigga
House Gang, That’S Right Pops, Let Me
 Talk My Shit Before We Go Off
Alright Pops I Guess That’S Enough Shit Talking
Ya’Know What I Mean
Y’All Know, Right?