Casket Pretty

All of my niggas is casket pretty

Ain't no one safe in this happy city

I hope you make it home

I hope to God that my tele' don't ring

Niggas is casket pretty

Ain't no one safe in this happy city

I hope you make it home

I hope to God that my tele' don't ring

I've been searching for God in the bottle he gave me

Ashes to Ashes, dearly departed, regarded as Holy

Don't hold me, don't hold me when niggas is dying and dying

And I'm afraid of the dark, blue and the white

Badges and pistols rejoice in the night

And we watch the news, and we see him die tonight

Tonight the night his baby said goodbye

Roses in the road, teddy bear outside, bullet there on the right

Where's love when you need it?

Too many babies in suits

Too many babies in suits

Back before the dawn, ricochet the pawn

Bullet in the chest, you ain't mean no harm

Collecting your checkmate, I know you in love with the power

It's flowers at every occasion

I need me a medicine man

Somebody heal me, somebody take my hand

All of my niggas is casket pretty

Ain't no one safe in this happy city

I hope you make it home

I hope to God that my tele' don't ring

Niggas is casket pretty

Ain't no one safe in this happy city

I hope you make it home

I hope to God that my tele' don't ring