I'm Dead - Scarface

I woke up to a tune on the radio, check it

An old church hymn behind a breakbeat record (yeahhh)

Sounded kinda funky so I pumped it, right

But rudely interrupted by a neighborhood street fight

When will you motherfuckers quit?

Every motherfuckin mornin it’s the same ol bullshit

I peeped to see the thrashin

Some nigga runnin with a butcher knife, screamin out «Assassin!»

He ran by a friend of mine, it bugged him

His eyes showed fear, that’s the reason why he stuck him

Anyway, that’s how I seen it

You rarely see a nigga kill another nigga

And he doesn’t mean it

So that’s the way I took it

Anyway the boy is dead, no matter how you look at it

And life goes on.

I was feelin kinda funny — aiyyo something’s wrong

I went to take a shower Duke

Bumped into the wall and I smooth went through

Now I’m thinkin I’m in trouble

I reached to touch my face, but I couldn’t feel my beard stubble

I screamed, «Oh Lord help!»

Looked into the mirror and I couldn’t see myself

I called up my mom’s house

And realized somethin was wrong, no doubt

She picked up, said «Hello» in a low tone

I said, «Hey ma!»

and she hung up the telephone

Sick and lookin weary

My cousin walks in, I said, «What's up?»

but he didn’t hear me

Started packin up my shit G

Looked at a picture of me, put it down and said, «Rest in peace»

Realizin what he said man

I can’t talk, I don’t exist, I’m a dead man

Yeah I guess I’m dead right?

I’m goin to the cemetary to peep out Action’s gravesite

And sure enough, there it is

My mom and girl talkin, holdin on to Brad’s kids

I look into the box G

Son of a bitch!

I don’t believe it, that’s me!

Momma kissed me on my head

Aww shit.

I’m dead (I'm dead)