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mike’s dead - jeepers creepers lyrics

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[intro]
(sugar hollows)
well
mike’s dead
look

[verse 1]
dead on my jacket
like it’s a letterman
i’mma bring the storm
like i’m the weather man
she said she gon’ clean me up
and turn me to a better man
i said i’mma k!ll myself
oh sh-t
mike’s dead again

constant battles with depression
i’m eating out the cookie
and i treat it like insessions
burnin’ in a church as i’m screaming out confessions
and they kick me to the curb
it’s about time i’ve been arrested
look

the flow’s crazy like i lost it
i’ve taken all the cake
and now i’m eating all the frostin’
drinking out the faucet
i’m so f-cking exhausted
they throwin’ up these pills
and i catch it with my lacrosse stick

served hot like chop suey
so if i need a mac
i’mma call huey
posted in the back
flirtin’ with the boujee
i’mma have her bouncing up and down
and lookin’ like a buoy

[chorus]
jeepers creepers
so this man up in my speakers
got me bouncing out my sneakers
when he talkin’ ’bout the reaper
you throwin’ thirty five
i’m talkin’ thirty for a feature
you ain’t bring me back to life
unless you summonin’ a creature

jeepers creepers
so this man up in my speakers
got me bouncing out my sneakers
when he talkin’ ’bout the reaper
you throwin’ thirty five
i’m talkin’ thirty for a feature
you ain’t bring me back to life
unless you summonin’ a creature

[verse 2]
i guess i’m wanted
just like a poster
she’s gettin’ wet
just like a coaster
i’mma take my fork and stab the sh-t into the toaster
then i take her to the synagogue
i only eat kosher

dark comedy like i’m chris rock
i flipped it on it’s head and turn that sh-t up into hip hop
f-ckin’ on this baddy ’til i make her f-ckin’ hips pop
i’m doing crack with macklemore
we bought it at the thrift shop

look at me now
sippin’ my liquor and drinkin’ it down
wearing a gown, out of my mind
king of this sh-t, so they give me a crown
oh wow
look at me now
who is this kid with impeccable sound
straight jacket, can’t have it
they lovin’ my sh-t
i’m just f-ckin’ around

[chorus]
jeepers creepers
so this man up in my speakers
got me bouncing out my sneakers
when he talkin’ ’bout the reaper
you throwin’ thirty five
i’m talkin’ thirty for a feature
you ain’t bring me back to life
unless you summonin’ a creature

jeepers creepers
so this man up in my speakers
got me bouncing out my sneakers
when he talkin’ ’bout the reaper
you throwin’ thirty five
i’m talkin’ thirty for a feature
you ain’t bring me back to life
unless you summonin’ a creature

- mikes dead lyrics

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