All My Friends Are Dead

Lyrics

[Intro] All my friends are dead, all my, all my friends are dead All my friends are dead, all my, all my friends are dead [Verse 1] Ride with me in them streets with me Wanna be like me, take three bullets and see How long you can last when death stops your path When death stops your path, when death stops your path Yo, so many act like they know me So many wanna talk tough like they got something for me So many act like they hard to fight Typing fast on their keyboards, stay online (Gangsta) So many in it for their giant egos Baby, that game's see-through like a peep hole Caught your little peep show, first act same as the last Think that trick will make you some bread? Don't make me laugh It ain't easy when death your only friend Everyone you meet end up in a coffin And you left livin' your best with death in tow Every day another circus side show with dead folks Dead hopes, dead dreams, and dead schemes Now what I tell you 'bout fuckin' with dead things? Terror dead brings, cold as ice, blow up like a death ray When you gone, no more time to pray, let me hear you say [Chorus] All my friends are dead, they still ridin' with me, ridin' with me All my friends are dead, they still ridin' with, it ain't all in my head Too many, too many, too many dead friends Where does it, when does it, how does it all end? I go to pieces, put me back together again Climb out the hole that they buried me in [Verse 2] All my friends are cold to the touch Lost in the darkness and void of such Still riding with me manually, stick shift and clutch Old school 70's on that Starsky and Hutch Still talkin' to 'em Amityville like George Lutz Hear and speak everyone late for two weeks and a month Tellin' me to kill 'em all, draw my arm and heed the battle call Every stiff is equipped and in it for the long haul Long range, never short change to aim Never second guess the count of slugs spraying your way That shit be your last day with meat in my pathway Gun power blood spray, come on let me hear you say [Chorus] All my friends are dead, they still ridin' with me, ridin' with me All my friends are dead, they still ridin' with, it ain't all in my head Too many, too many, too many dead friends Where does it, when does it, how does it all end? I go to pieces, put me back together again Climb out the hole that they buried me in [Outro] All my friends are dead, all my, all my friends are dead All my friends are dead, all my, all my friends are dead