Текст песни Day of the Dead - Xzibit , B-Real , Demrick

Take a deep breath in and let it out
Another deep breath in and let the air flow out
Inhale again and let your whole body open up with the air

Niggas think shit sweet like aromatic
Went got your face tatted, now you the hardest on the planet
Tell the real ones, swoop, take advantage
Now poof, puppet master got you dancing for the cameras
Light your fucking face up like jack-o-lanterns

Safe house, crime, police signals on the scanner
Man with a gauge, I seen you coming on the camera
Better with age, I'm magic like abracadabra
Hit with a slug and turn you into a cadaver
Split you in half, I put your mind all over matter
You lighting the ass, I'm knocking Jacob off the ladder
So fuck the chitter chatter, make the whole room scatter like

Roaches in the kitchen when the light switches
Or the killer come back to get the eye witness
And that stripper get old and they stop spinning
Damn, this world can be cold when you not winning

I'm not familiar with touch with my feelings
I have no compassion
Make your world come crashing down
Mine for the taking, my motivation, no conversation
Yeah bitch, don't fuck around
Celebrate, it's the day of the dead
Celebrate, it's the day of the dead
Celebrate, it's the day of the dead
Celebrate, it's the day of the dead

Green Thumb's what my name is
Fuck you, my barrel is aimed at where your brain is
It'll be painless, trust me, let me operate
Oscillate the sound in your head, let it resonate
Don't hesitate, don't ever wait
Time's up, ho, can't resuscitate
No, took your breath away, ever great
How do you feel when you met Lucille?
Cold bitch, heart of stone, blue steel, seen her on the news reel
She got a red dress on with some new heels
Blowing kisses for a new kill, seen her crew spill
Out like a waterfall, art of war, wanted more
Bloodshed, start a war, love's dead, pardon me
You're a witness to the hit list
Barrels lighting up and they can't miss
Ah shit, this is really happening
Fuck a matinee, not a rerun, it's all slappening

I'm not familiar with touch with my feelings
I have no compassion
Make your world come crashing down
Mine for the taking, my motivation, no conversation
Yeah bitch, don't fuck around
Celebrate, it's the day of the dead
Celebrate, it's the day of the dead
Celebrate, it's the day of the dead
Celebrate, it's the day of the dead