the song/lyric in your head right now

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She picked up, said "hello" in a low toneI said, "hey ma!" and she hung up the telephoneSick and lookin wearyMy cousin walks in, I said, "what up?" but he didn't hear meStarted packin up my shit gLooked at a picture of me, put it down and said, "rest in peace"Realizin what he said manI can't talk, I don't exist, I'm a dead manYeah I guess I'm dead right? I'm goin to the cemetary to peep out Akshen's gravesiteAnd sure enough, there it isMy mom and girl talkin, holdin on to Brad's kidsI look into the box, GSon of a bitch! I don't believe it, that's me!Momma kissed me on my headAww shit.. I'm dead (I'm dead)
Life...life...I know it's got its ups and downs.

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