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I'll Be Glad When You Dead

Album cover art for "I'll Be Glad When You Dead" by Esham

Esham - Rap

I'll Be Glad When You Dead

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November 22, 1994.

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[Intro] Yo, nineteen ninety ninety whatever Closed Casket yo, we still comin' outta coma And yo, tell 'em how you feelin' right now [Verse 1] I'll be glad when you dead, takin' two to the head Fill the body bag, blood stains, bloody mag I can't rest, 'til I put one dead in the center of your chest N-A-T-A-S, fuck the gun control, sell my soul Got the symptoms of insanity, I'm slippin', oh no Am I wicked, kick the wicked, some old wicked shit I'm packin' with the mack ten, motherfucka what'chu wanna do? Fuck yo crew, I don't give a fuck You know what you can suck, when I buck, betta duck Or I'ma take one, two, three, niggas down wit' me 'Cause I don't give a fuck punk, I'll be glad when you dead [Chorus] I'll be glad when you dead motherfucka! I'll be glad when you dead! (I'll be glad when you dead!) I'll be glad when you dead motherfucka! I'll be glad when you dead! (I'll be glad when you dead!) [Verse 2] I wanna see you do drop to them knees When the lemon squeeze Blowin your brains in the breeze I said kill the fetus, motherfuck a Jesus Niggas bitin' my melody, they keep on tellin' me Now I need some therapy, psychic connection Dead bodies give me an erection, correction Correctional facilities, can't get with these I gave life to the rhythm and I made it breathe I can't believe, you believe what you believe If you believe in me then I'll let you see Until then when it's done an said I'ma bust one for yo head, I'll be glad when you dead [Chorus] I'll be glad when you dead motherfucka! I'll be glad when you dead! (I'll be glad when you dead!) I'll be glad when you dead motherfucka! I'll be glad when you dead! (I'll be glad when you dead!) [Verse 3] I'll be glad when you locked in the body bag, zip-locked Got the hammer cocked on the Glock Shot's bust, ashes to ashes, and dust to dust See the good die young, and old I must And I trust in no man, no clan I never run, I never ran, how I could just kill a man Damn, lick shots Rude Boy calm down In Motown, I don't fuck around I'ma a nigga-ro, my understandin's zero Money is my hero Don't blame me for H-A-T-E, towards me and my crew We kick the voodoo, and always like fuck you [Pre-Chorus] Put him in a bag, put him in a bag Put him in a bag, put him in a bag Put him in a bag, put him in a bag Put him in a bag, PUT HIM IN A BAG! [Chorus] I'll be glad when you dead motherfucka! I'll be glad when you dead! (I'll be glad when you dead!) I'll be glad when you dead motherfucka! I'll be glad when you dead! (I'll be glad when you dead!) [Outro] I'll be glad when you dead motherfucka! I'll be glad when you dead motherfucka! (I'll be glad when you dead!) I'll be glad when you dead motherfucka! I'll be glad when you dead motherfucka! (Wrapped up in a body bag!) I'll be glad when you dead motherfucka! I'll be glad when you dead motherfucka!

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