L.E.P. Bogus Boys - Buried Me Alive lyrics

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L.E.P. Bogus Boys - Buried Me Alive lyrics

(Honorable C-Note) [Intro: DJ Drama] Shout to k**er Ward, Rock Island, Humboldt Park Can't forget the Jungle [Chorus: Gucci Mane?] Wake up in the morning, 'fore I hit the shower Get up in the kitchen, it's gon' take a couple hours The money and the power, the limit is the sky With all these dead faces like they buried me alive (x3) [Verse 1: Moonie] Balling all day like I'm practicing on my free throws Flossing like a bank, but you didn't hear that sh** from me, though Extended clips on bangers, I ain't even have to reload I keep it hanging on me as if the sh** was legal But right back to that money talk, I'm liking how I sound And my paper sounding right, so you know it's going down All these dead presidents, it's like I'm at a funeral Here today, gone tomorrow, politics as usual [Chorus: Gucci Mane?] [Verse 2: Count] Thumb full of paper cuts, I'm numb on the other hand The circulation cut off in my wrist from all these rubber bands Hundred grand left to go, so I'm gon' be here for a minute Counter keeps on f**ing up, the cord must got a shortage in it I missed my court appearance, they snatched my bond from me Tell the judge please forgive me, I was busy counting money One zero zero comma zero zero zero dollars And all these dead faces got it feeling like a funeral parlor [Chorus] [Verse 3: Gucci Mane I'm a stand-up guy, you're a liar say I lie down [? ? ? ?] I [zipped/shipped?] 'em up, where? Tipping Chi-Town Yeah, I hold that mac down, homie, check my background This Desert Eagle that I keep, so big I [closed?] Shaq down Matter of fact, I'm cooking crack My best trait I bring it back My goons are not [white?] If you front, I might not bring it back Keep it real, I keep a gat, battlefield is where I'm at I'm [? ? ? ?] but you can catch me on the flat Like a man, I'll lay you flat, [your ? ? ? ?] you'll hit the deck Eighty and O undefeated, matter of fact, don't got a scratch Tell your goon he met his match, f** a vest, I'll hit your head I wake up in the morning, grab my AK with the shoulder strap [Chorus]