Deadman Walking Video (MV)

Felt on the ground
Laid on my back
That was no beat
It was a heart attack
Reality check
A nigga full of stress
I don't trust nobody
World full of actors
Relax little man
Relax little man
Ain't no need to apply too much pressure
One step at the time
Like you tryna dance
And show this people
How to really act up
Cellphone ringing but there's no answer
I guess for us this is the end of chapters
Depression is better than being in a comma
You always laugh better when you laugh last
I see you but is it really you
Or you just somebody that I thought I knew
Reality check
Reality check
Ain't no need to apply too much pressure

Deadman walking but I can dance
You can see the way I move I'm like Michael Jackson
I can never lose
I'm the middle man
If you stay loyal Ima be your friend
Deadman walking but I can dance
You can see the way I move I'm like Michael Jackson
I can lose
I'm the middle man
If you stay loyal Ima be your friend

Yow listen this is skill
I'm giving out tips
I do no kill
I like no snitch
A hundred keep it real
I do no appeals
It is what it is
Till I tell you what it is
No deals
I'm the real deal
Cut me in half still get the whole thing
Swimming with the sharks but
I'm the big fish
I got no tail
But I got big teeth
If she show me love
Ima give her everything
Cause I'm boss
Son of the gods
Raised in the garden
Guided by the storm
Never run a loss
I made it from war
And I made it by choice
And I got big dreams
Ima keep on chasing till I'm running out of choices

Deadman walking but I can dance
You can see the way I move I'm like Michael Jackson
I can never lose
I'm the middle man
If you stay loyal Ima be your friend
Deadman walking but I can dance
You can see the way I move I'm like Michael Jackson
I can lose
I'm the middle man
If you stay loyal Ima be your friend

Have you ever had a dream
Everything silent
You the only being
Trapped in the dungeon
Feeling so weak
There was no breeze
Running out life
Everytime you breath
I searched for my purpose
They said I gotta win
I'm the big thing
I gotta make it real
Enough with the chitty chats
Man roll the dice
Winner takes it all
I'm the type to take it home
Bag full of hundreds
Throw it in the air
And let the pretty girl dance
If she moving right
Ima give all she wants
You know I'm not nice
Pour me more ice
In my glass
I'm feeling nice nice nice