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Rank this week: 31 (↑12)
Duration: 3:46 
Release Date: 2002  (peterpuck9) 
Lyrics By: Tom Rockwell & Chris Waffle (peterpuck9) 
Music By: Tom Rockwell & Chris Waffle (peterpuck9) 
Produced By: Tom Rockwell (peterpuck9) 
Released By: FIDIM Interactive (peterpuck9) 
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Licensing: CC 
  • Note the references to "Dead Puppies" by Ogden Edsel and "Dead Parrot" by Monty Python (peterpuck9)
  • On the album "Fatal Accident Zone" available at (peterpuck9)
  • Song Lyrics:
    I'm being haunted by the ghosts of dead rappers from both coasts
    Puttin' out albums long after they've decomposed
    So their lyrics are a little behind the times
    But how do they get the dead to write rhymes
    Song after song on the radio I hear
    Is by a guy who died in the yesteryear
    But it's the best I hear of all the crap on the air
    It's pretty sad when you compare it to those still breathing the air
    I've been looking for a deal since I wrote my first song
    Now I finally realized what I've been doing wrong
    It's not my cheesy beats or that my lyrics aren't strong
    It's just the simple fact that I've been living too long
    Dead rappers got records flying off the shelf
    So I might get a deal if I kill myself
    That would pretty much guarantee more airplay
    But I don't think I'd be able to enjoy the extra pay
    It blows me away what the dead are achieving
    Silly me, thought it'd be tough to rap without breathing
    Don't ya know being dead seems to be the way to go
    Look, there's another dead rapper on the radio

    Livin' or not, I gotta give 'em their props
    They've been dead for years, but the rhymin' don't stop
    They'll be back, doesn't matter what the death report is
    Throwin' down and bein' hard, but now due to rigor mortis
    That rapper died late last fall, he's still rotting in the hall
    But now he's got gold records on the wall
    It's the dawn of the dead and the dead can rap
    Still gettin' paid while taking a dirt nap
    And in the store you hear the beats cranked high, you look the clerk
    In the eye and say, hey, didn't this guy die
    Their careers go on even though they're long gone
    There's a signing next week out on Forest Lawn
    Dead rappers got records on top of the charts
    And all I got is a degree in the liberal arts
    That means that before I could ever be adored
    I'd have to be full of formaldehyde and stiff as a board
    I just can't believe what the dead are achieving
    He's overstayed his welcome and he's just not leaving
    It's another bonus for the record label CEO
    Look, there's another dead rapper on the radio

    "He be passed on! He has ceased to be!
    Homeboy has expired and gone to meet his maker! This is a
    late rapper! They be stiff! Bereft of life, O.G.s rest in peace.
    Out! Metabolical processes are of interest only to historians!
    My man has hopped the twig! Mofo has shuffled off this mortal
    coil! Running upside the curtain and joined the choir invisible!
    In short, this.... is an EX-RAPPER!"

    Scott LaRock has been dead for like fifteen years
    So he'll probably do a video with Britney Spears
    Every year we hear the news, there goes another one
    Lined up on Death Row, (Chris: Now that's a big pun)
    Big L, Biggie Smalls, all the big rappers get death's
    Glance, so Buffy didn't stand a chance
    And their record labels won't leave well enough alone
    'Cause you can't collect royalties on a tombstone
    I got some advice for the folks who hate Eminem
    Don't kill him, 'cause then you'll never get rid of him
    They'll put out best, worst, and unreleased rhymes
    Guest vocals and home videos until the end of time
    Dead rappers got records flying off the shelf
    So here's a toast to Jay-Z's health
    And to Puff Daddy, uh, P-Diddy, or whatever
    Live long and prosper, hell, live forever
    'Cause once they're gone we won't ever be free
    No R.I.P. for R.A.P.
    Don't ya know being dead seems to be the way to go
    Look, there's another dead rapper on the radio

    Yo, dawg, that rapper's only mostly dead. There's a big
    difference between mostly dead and all dead. Mostly dead is
    slightly alive. Well, with all dead there's usually only
    one thing you can do.
    What's what, yo?
    Go through his clothes and look for the bling bling!
    Current Rating 7.5 (1 vote)
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