Dead Man Walking Songtext
von Mr. Capone-E

Ooh, that′s right, huh
It's your homie Mr. Capone
Dead man walking
Check this out, little homies
This message is for you
Stay away from that negativity
Or you end up being a dead man
I′m just one in a million getting to explain it to you
And there's not that many people lucky like that
So listen, homie

I'm from the barrio, where homies make fileros
The pandilleros at the market that′s slanging pedo

Growing rough and tough on the calle, simon

Got jumped in the gang, now I live by the chrome
Fools said I should live a short life ′cause I live that crazy life
Jumped in young, I'm ready to die for stripes
Never changed my ways, I′m still stupid and foolish
Never growing up 'cause I promised that I was doing
Truest of the truth, now my clock keeps ticking


G′s don't live long, but I′m still representing
In a sentence, the whole neighborhood is the victim
Stuck for life, and some stuck in the system
Listen as I take you in the mind of a criminal
Lord, forgive my sins 'cause I was brought up in the barrio
Cholos, drugs, fast life without a sequel

If I am the dead man still walking around
It's too late for me, too late for me
Bury me a G
Dead man still walking around
It′s too late for me, too late for me
Bury me a G

Still walking, trying to avoid the coffins
The price is on my head, but I keep on dodging
More often, it′s a homie doing the lick
So I trust no man, watch out for the hit
Death wish and fools wanna retaliate
What comes around goes around, so I sleep with my gauge

Every day, you gotta look over your shoulder


Only last year, I lost three of my soldiers
Closer and closer as it becomes reality
There's no turning back and every friend′s a tragedy
Sadly, the community's broken up
The pimps, the dealers, the gangstas and them thugs
Showing no love when it comes to the juras
They don′t protect the serve 'cause they′re more like looters
They shoot us and it's legal without a sequel

If I am the dead man still walking around
It's too late for me, too late for me
Bury me a G
Dead man still walking around
It′s too late for me, too late for me
Bury me a G

It′s too late for me, all alone from my family
Choose to live on my own, menace to society
Had a girlfriend and she left my presence
And ever since that day, I lost all of my senses

Looking for a way, a way to someone's heart
Got torn apart, now I walk with scars

So far but so close, trying not to overdose
Everybody around me dying, turning to be ghosts
Losing my mind with no sunshine
I′m straight stuck for life, just trying to do right
But sometimes, love's gonna get you
Walking dead, eyes red, ′til I get her
Wonder why she ain't by my side
I wonder why I′m so cold inside
And betcha, I'ma keep on stalking
Heartbroken, shot up, a dead man walking

If I am the dead man still walking around
It's too late for me, too late for me
Bury me a G
Dead man still walking around
It′s too late for me, too late for me
Bury me a G

That′s right, we're all dead men walking
And this goes out dedicated to the late, great
Walter Ward from the oldie group the Olympics
Put it down
We′re all dead men walking
May you rest in peace