He's Dead
Lil' Wayne Lyrics


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I never see your crazy face
Smiling, laughing, screaming my name like that
I never see your crazy face (Mula)
Smiling, laughing, screaming my name like that
I see, smiling, laughing, screaming my name
I see, smiling, laughing, screaming my name

He's dead, he's dead, he's dead
He's dead, he's dead, he's dead
He's dead, he's dead, he's dead
He's dead, he's

Dead man walkin', through a dead plant garden
Red ants army, Caveman Spartan
Die, come back to life, shaved and corporate
I paved and carved it, made man forfeit
Laid and chalked him, I slaved then bossed it
I don't need flowers around my grave, I need maids and doormen
We not one and the same;
Casper the Friendly, Tunechi Cobain
Ask how I'm livin', I can't complain
Like, it's hot in hell, but it never rain
Shit never sweet, him never changed
I will always be the MF'er Wayne
I been lost conscious, I never regain
Bitches wanna sleep with my remains, Lord

Them Xans got me walkin' 'round like a zombie
I just double parked the hearse by a fire hydrant
They throw flowers on my body, allergic to pollen
Rest in peace to the Cash Money Weezy, gone but not forgotten, no

I never see your crazy face (You don't see me, nigga)
Smiling, laughing, screaming, my name like that (You don't see me, nigga, no)
I never see your crazy face (You can't see me, nigga)
Smiling, laughing, screaming, my name like that (You can't see me, nigga, no)
I see, smiling, laughing, screaming, my name (You can't see me, nigga, no)
I see, smiling, laughing, screaming, my name (I'm the muthafuckin' ghost)

He's dead, he's dead, he's dead
He's dead, he's dead, he's dead
He's dead, he's dead, he's dead
He's dead, he's

Dead man walkin', the weed I'm sparkin'
Stank like corpses, got a young nigga coughin'
I was larger than life, should've got a bigger coffin
Bad bitches in my coffin, suck dick 'til they cough
How long will they mourn me?, I had a Rolls Royce Ghost
Now I'm feelin' like that motherfucka comin' back to haunt me
We are not one and the same,
I fumble my brain, I'm nothin' but strange
I punctured my veins, I'm loving the pain
I'm ugly and vain, now go get that shovel and dump it on Wayne
Throw dirt on my name, picture on a shirt instead of a frame
I'm dead as a doorknob and I got it locked
So fuck every key on your key chain, boy

Them Xans got me walkin' 'round like a zombie
I don't know if I'm comin' or going, Lord, I'm undecided
Throw flowers on my body, yeah allergic to pollen
Rest in peace to the Cash Money Weezy, gone but not forgotten, no

I never see your crazy face (Ohhh)
Smiling, laughing, screaming, my name like that (You cant't see me, nigga, no)
I never see your crazy face (You can't see me, nigga)
Smiling, laughing, screaming, my name like that (You can't see me, nigga, no, no)
I see, smiling, laughing, screaming, my name (You can't see me, nigga, no, no)
I see, smiling, laughing, screaming, my name (I'm the muthafuckin' ghost)
I never see your crazy face
Smiling, laughing, screaming, my name like that
I never see your crazy face
Smiling, laughing, screaming, my name like that




I see, smiling, laughing, screaming, my name like that
I see, smiling, laughing, screaming, my name like that

Overall Meaning

"He's Dead" by Lil' Wayne is a track from his album "Free Weezy Album," which explores his past experiences with addiction to prescription drugs and his journey to recovery. In the song, Lil' Wayne reflects on his own death and the legacy he would leave behind. The chorus repeatedly states "he's dead," possibly being a metaphor for his old self or a reminder of his own mortality.


The lyrics of the song suggest that Lil' Wayne is no longer the same person he used to be, as he has overcome his drug addiction and is "dead" to his old ways. The line "Them Xans got me walkin' 'round like a zombie" is a reference to his use of Xanax, a prescription drug used to treat anxiety disorders. He also mentions that he doesn't want flowers on his grave, but instead wants maids and doormen, reflecting his desire for luxury and extravagance.


Another interesting aspect of the song is Lil' Wayne's use of metaphors and wordplay. He compares himself to Casper the Friendly Ghost and Kurt Cobain, two cultural icons who died young. He also references his Rolls Royce Ghost and compares himself to a "dead man walkin'" and a "zombie." The song reflects Lil' Wayne's unique lyrical style, which is known for its use of metaphors, wordplay, and double entendres.


Overall, "He's Dead" is a deeply introspective and personal track that explores Lil' Wayne's struggles with addiction and his journey to recovery. The chorus serves as a reminder of his own mortality, while the verses reflect on his past mistakes and his desire to leave a legacy behind. The song showcases Lil' Wayne's unique lyrical style and his ability to use metaphors and wordplay to convey complex emotions and ideas.


Line by Line Meaning

I never see your crazy face Smiling, laughing, screaming my name like that
I miss the way you used to express your joy, happiness, and excitement by smiling widely, laughing out loud, and shouting my name with enthusiasm


He's dead, he's dead, he's dead He's dead, he's dead, he's dead He's dead, he's dead, he's dead He's dead, he's
The person we were talking about earlier is no longer alive and has passed away


Dead man walkin', through a dead plant garden Red ants army, Caveman Spartan Die, come back to life, shaved and corporate I paved and carved it, made man forfeit Laid and chalked him, I slaved then bossed it I don't need flowers around my grave, I need maids and doormen We not one and the same; Casper the Friendly, Tunechi Cobain Ask how I'm livin', I can't complain Like, it's hot in hell, but it never rain Shit never sweet, him never changed I will always be the MF'er Wayne I been lost conscious, I never regain Bitches wanna sleep with my remains, Lord
I am like a dead man walking in a garden filled with dead plants, surrounded by red ants that resemble an army of Spartan warriors. Despite dying and coming back to life in a clean-shaven, corporate manner, I have succeeded in paving my own way and forcing others to forfeit their own dreams. I have worked hard to achieve my goals, using both my physical and mental abilities, and I do not need any flowers on my grave to feel valued. I am unique and different from others, resembling a combination of Casper the Friendly Ghost and Kurt Cobain. Although life may be tough, I have not changed and will always be the same MF'er Wayne. Even after losing consciousness and never regaining it, women still desire to be intimate with my corpse.


Them Xans got me walkin' 'round like a zombie I just double parked the hearse by a fire hydrant They throw flowers on my body, allergic to pollen Rest in peace to the Cash Money Weezy, gone but not forgotten, no
My addiction to prescription drugs, like Xanax, has caused me to feel and act like a zombie. I have even parked my hearse illegally near a fire hydrant due to my inability to focus or care. People have thrown flowers on my body, but I am allergic to pollen, which makes me unable to appreciate such gestures. Although I have passed away, the legacy of Cash Money Weezy lives on and will not be forgotten.


I never see your crazy face (You don't see me, nigga) Smiling, laughing, screaming, my name like that (You don't see me, nigga, no) I never see your crazy face (You can't see me, nigga) Smiling, laughing, screaming, my name like that (You can't see me, nigga, no) I see, smiling, laughing, screaming, my name (You can't see me, nigga, no) I see, smiling, laughing, screaming, my name (I'm the muthafuckin' ghost)
I feel as though I am a ghost that nobody can see or hear, and especially miss the way you used to express your joy, happiness, and excitement by smiling widely, laughing out loud, and shouting my name with enthusiasm. I have become invisible and unknown to others, feeling like nobody can truly see me or understand my struggles.


Dead man walkin', the weed I'm sparkin' Stank like corpses, got a young nigga coughin' I was larger than life, should've got a bigger coffin Bad bitches in my coffin, suck dick 'til they cough How long will they mourn me?, I had a Rolls Royce Ghost Now I'm feelin' like that motherfucka comin' back to haunt me We are not one and the same, I fumble my brain, I'm nothin' but strange I punctured my veins, I'm loving the pain I'm ugly and vain, now go get that shovel and dump it on Wayne Throw dirt on my name, picture on a shirt instead of a frame I'm dead as a doorknob and I got it locked So fuck every key on your key chain, boy
Despite being a dead man walking, I am still smoking weed that smells like rotting corpses and is making others cough. I was once larger than life and famous, deserving of a more spacious coffin with room for beautiful women who would perform sexual acts until they choked. But now that I am gone, I feel as though I am haunting and terrorizing others. I am different from other people, often confused and making mistakes, and I have even harmed myself by puncturing my own veins for the sheer pleasure of pain. I am not attractive or humble, but instead vain and unlikable. I am already dead and unable to change my fate, so curse me and smear my name, symbolized by a picture on a t-shirt rather than a frame. I am as dead as a doorknob and have locked myself away from life, rejecting any attempt to resurrect me from death.




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Written by: Dwayne Michael Carter

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Espantapájaros

[Intro: Sample]
Muerto, está muerto, está muerto, está muerto, señor
Está muerto, amigo, ese hombre está muerto allá atrás
Estaba peor que muerto, su cerebro se ha ido

(Kane está en el edificio, nigga)

[Hook]
Yo nunca veo tu cara loca
Sonriendo, riendo, gritando mi nombre así
nunca veo tu cara loca (Mula)
Sonriendo, riendo, gritando mi nombre así
veo, sonriendo, riendo, gritando mi nombre
veo, sonriendo, riendo, gritando mi nombre

[Post-Hook]
Está muerto, está muerto, está muerto
Está muerto, está muerto, está muerto
Está muerto, está muerto, está muerto
Está muerto, está muerto, él '

está muerto [Verso 1]
Hombre muerto caminando, a través de un jardín de plantas muertas
Ejército de hormigas rojas,  Caveman Spartan 
Die, vuelve a la vida, afeitado y corporativo 
Lo pavimenté y tallé, hice que el hombre perdiera el


derecho Lo coloqué y lo tizé, lo esclavicé y luego lo mandé No necesito flores alrededor de mi tumba, necesito doncellas y porteros No somos uno y el mismo; 
Casper el Amistoso, Tunechi Cobain
Pregunta cómo estoy viviendo? No puedo quejarme
Como, hace calor en el infierno, pero nunca llueve
Mierda nunca dulce, él nunca cambió
Yo siempre seré el MF'er Wayne
Estuve perdido consciente, nunca recupere Las
perras quieren dormir con mis restos, ley[Puente 1] Los
Xans me hicieron caminar como un zombi
. Acabo de estacionar el coche fúnebre en doble fila junto a una boca de incendios. Tiran 
flores en mi cuerpo, alérgico al polen. 
Descanse en paz con el dinero en efectivo. Weezy
Se fue pero no se olvidó, no

[ Hook]
Nunca veo tu cara loca
(No me ves, nigga)
Sonriendo, riendo, gritando, mi nombre así
(No me ves, nigga, no)
Nunca veo tu cara loca
(Puedes ' no me ves, nigga)
Sonriendo, riendo, gritando, mi nombre así
(No puedes verme, nigga, no)
Ya veo, sonriendo, riendo, gritando, mi nombre
(No puedes verme, nigga, no )
Veo, sonriendo, riendo, gritando, mi nombre
(Soy el maldito fantasma)

[Post-Hook]
Está muerto, está muerto, está muerto
Está muerto, está muerto, está muerto
Está muerto, está muerto, está muerto
Está muerto, está muerto, está muerto


[Verso 2]
Hombre muerto caminando, la hierba que estoy chispeando Apesta
a cadáveres, tengo un joven negro tosiendo 
Yo era más grande que la vida, debería haber tenido un ataúd más grande
Perras malas en mi ataúd, chupan la polla hasta que ellos tos
¿Cuánto tiempo me llorarán?
Tenía un Rolls Royce Ghost.
Ahora me siento como ese hijo de puta que vuelve para perseguirme.
No somos uno y el mismo;
Busco a tientas mi cerebro, no soy nada más que extraño,
me pinché las venas, me encanta el dolor
, soy feo y vanidoso,  ahora ve a buscar esa pala y tírala a Wayne.
Arroja tierra a mi nombre, una foto en una camisa. en lugar de un marco
yo '


[Puente 2] Los
Xans me hicieron caminar como un zombi 
No sé si voy o vengo, Señor, estoy indeciso
Tírame flores al cuerpo, alérgico al polen 
Descansa en paz con el Cash Money Weezy, desaparecido pero no olvidado 

[Hook]
(No) Nunca veo tu cara loca (Ohhh)
Sonriendo, riendo, gritando, mi nombre así
(No me ves, negro, no)
Nunca veo tu loco cara (No puedes verme, nigga)
Sonriendo, riendo, gritando, mi nombre así
(No puedes verme, nigga, no, no)
Veo, sonriendo, riendo, gritando, mi nombre
(Puedes ' no me ves, nigga, no, no)
Ya veo, sonriendo, riendo, gritando, mi nombre
(soy el fantasma muthafuckin ')
Nunca veo tu cara de loco
Sonriendo, riendo, gritando, mi nombre así
, nunca veo tu cara de loco
Sonriendo, riendo, gritando, mi nombre así
veo, sonriendo, riendo, gritando, mi nombre así
veo, sonriendo, riendo, gritando, mi nombre así


[Outro: Muestra]
Muerto, está muerto, está muerto, está muerto, señor
Está muerto, amigo, ese hombre está muerto allá atrás
Es peor que muerto, su cerebro se ha ido



Dritan Jaupaj

Hyrje: Shembull] I vdekur, ai ka vdekur, ai ka vdekur, ai ka vdekur, zotëri Ai është kapur i vdekur, ai njeri ka vdekur përsëri atje Ishte më keq sesa i vdekur, truri i tij është zhdukur (Kane është në ndërtesë, nigga).
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[Grep] Unë kurrë nuk e shoh fytyrën tënde të çmendur Buzëqeshur, duke qeshur, duke bërtitur emrin tim ashtu Unë kurrë nuk e shoh fytyrën tënde të çmendur (Mula) Buzëqeshur, duke qeshur, duke bërtitur emrin tim ashtu E shoh, duke buzëqeshur, duke qeshur, duke bërtitur emrin tim E shoh, duke buzëqeshur, duke qeshur, duke bërtitur emrin tim .
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[Post-goditje] Ai ka vdekur, ka vdekur, ka vdekur Ai ka vdekur, ka vdekur, ka vdekur Ai ka vdekur, ka vdekur, ka vdekur Ai ka vdekur, ka vdekur, ka vdekur.
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[Vargu 1] Një njeri i vdekur shëtit nëpër një kopsht të bimëve të ngordhura Ushtria e milingonave të kuq, Caveman Spartan Vdes, kthehu në jetë, i rruar dhe korporatë E shtrova dhe e gdhenda, e bëra njeriun të humbasë E vura dhe e shkumësa, unë skllave pastaj e bëra atë Unë nuk kam nevojë për lule përreth varrit tim, kam nevojë për çupat dhe derëtarët Ne nuk jemi një dhe e njëjta; Casper the Friendly, Tunechi Cobain Pyet se si jam livin '? Nuk mund te ankohem Si, është nxehtë në ferr, por kurrë nuk bie shi Qeni kurrë i ëmbël, ai kurrë nuk ndryshoi Unë gjithmonë do të jem MF'er Wayne Kam humbur vetëdijen, nuk rimarr kurrë Bushtrat duan të flenë me eshtrat e mia, lawd .
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[Ura 1] Ata Xans më bënë të ecja si një mumje Unë thjesht parkova dy herë autostradën nga një hidrant zjarri Ata hedhin lule në trupin tim, alergjik ndaj polenit Pusho në paqe për paratë e gatshme Weezy Zhdukur por nuk harrohet, jo .
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[Grep] Unë kurrë nuk e shoh fytyrën tënde të çmendur (Ju nuk më shihni, nigga) Buzëqeshur, duke qeshur, duke bërtitur, emri im kështu (Ju nuk më shihni, nigga, jo) Unë kurrë nuk e shoh fytyrën tënde të çmendur (Nuk mund të më shihni, nigga) Buzëqeshur, duke qeshur, duke bërtitur, emri im kështu (Ju nuk mund të më shihni, nigga, jo) Unë shoh, duke buzëqeshur, duke qeshur, duke bërtitur, emrin tim (Ju nuk mund të më shihni, nigga, jo) Unë shoh, duke buzëqeshur, duke qeshur, duke bërtitur, emrin tim (Unë jam fantazma muthafuckin) .
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[Post-goditje] Ai ka vdekur, ka vdekur, ka vdekur Ai ka vdekur, ka vdekur, ka vdekur Ai ka vdekur, ka vdekur, ka vdekur Ai ka vdekur, .
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[Vargu 2] Njeriu i vdekur po ecën, barërat e këqija unë jam duke shkëndijë ' Stank si kufoma, mori një kollë të re nigga ' Unë isha më i madh se jeta, duhet të kisha një arkivol më të madh Bushtra të këqija në arkivolin tim, thith kar deri sa të kolliten Deri kur do të më vajtojnë? Unë kisha një Rolls Royce Ghost Tani ndihem sikur ajo mami kthehet të më ndjekë Ne nuk jemi një dhe e njëjtë; Unë e marr mendjen nga truri, nuk jam asgjë por e çuditshme I shpova venat, po e dua dhimbjen Unë jam i shëmtuar dhe i kotë, tani shko merre atë lopatë dhe hidhe në Wayne Hidhni papastërti mbi emrin tim, fotografi në një këmishë në vend të një kornize Unë kam vdekur si një dorezë dhe e kam mbyllur atë Djalosh, pra qij çdo çelës në zinxhirin tënd të çelësave .
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[Ura 2] Ata Xans më bënë të ecja si një mumje Unë nuk e di nëse jam duke ardhur apo duke filluar, Zot, unë jam i pavendosur Hidhni lule në trupin tim, alergjik ndaj polenit Pusho në paqe për paratë e gatshme Weezy, të zhdukura por të pa harruara .
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[Grep] (Jo) Unë kurrë nuk e shoh fytyrën tënde të çmendur (Ohhh) Buzëqeshur, duke qeshur, duke bërtitur, emri im kështu (Ju nuk më shihni, nigga, jo) Unë kurrë nuk e shoh fytyrën tënde të çmendur (Ti nuk mund të më shohësh, nigga) Buzëqeshur, duke qeshur, duke bërtitur, emri im kështu (Ju nuk mund të më shihni, nigga, jo, jo) Unë shoh, duke buzëqeshur, duke qeshur, duke bërtitur, emrin tim (Ju nuk mund të më shihni, nigga, jo, jo) Unë shoh, duke buzëqeshur, duke qeshur, duke bërtitur, emrin tim (Unë jam fantazma muthafuckin) Unë kurrë nuk e shoh fytyrën tënde të çmendur Buzëqeshur, duke qeshur, duke bërtitur, emri im kështu Unë kurrë nuk e shoh fytyrën tënde të çmendur Buzëqeshur, duke qeshur, duke bërtitur, emri im kështu E shoh, duke buzëqeshur, duke qeshur, duke bërtitur, emrin tim ashtu E shoh, duke buzëqeshur, duke qeshur, duke bërtitur, emrin tim ashtu .
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[Outro: Shembull] I vdekur, ai ka vdekur, ai ka vdekur, ai ka vdekur, zotëri Ai është kapur i vdekur, ai njeri ka vdekur përsëri atje Worseshtë më keq sesa i vdekur, truri i tij është zhdukur vdekur, ka vdekur.



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Fred Nunn

Been looking for this for the longest. U a fucking genius

Only1 K.E.L.L

I have the actual mp3 audio...I’ll see can I post without it getting deleted

Bob

This so f is the goat in it’s not on the fucking album I know how u feel he is a genius

sp22ce

@Only1 K.E.L.L I have .flac 😎

ETERNAL VISION LA

Ultra genius

C Will

This one of his greatest tracks of all time 🔥

Jason Ranger

Yesss top 3 ever created by anyone

Ryan Styles

The year 2022 and still listening to this song at 1.75 playback speed. I would pay $100 to download this song at normal speed

Smurfito Brigante

If u get tidal that's where the whole album is

o WORLDSTAR o

Man just copy the link and go to a downloader site lol

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