Year: 2007 - Album: Gold
Written by Frederick Hendricks
C# G# He's stone-cold dead in de market G# C# He's stone-cold dead in de market F# He's stone-cold dead in de market G# C# I killed nobody but me husband Last night I went out drinking When I came home, I gave her a beating So she catch up the rolling pin and went to work on my head Till she bash it in I lie cold dead in de market Stone-cold dead in de market I lie cold dead in de market She killed nobody but her husband I lick him wit' thee pot and thee fryin' pan I lick him wit' thee pot and thee fryin' pan I lick him wit' thee pot and thee fryin' pan And if I kill him, he had it coming Man, he's stone-cold dead in de market He's stone-cold dead in de market He's stone-cold dead in de market I killed nobody but me husband My family they swearin' to kill her My family they swearin' to kill her His family they swearin' to kill me And if I kill him, he had it coming I lie cold dead in the market, child Cold dead in the market, child I lie cold dead in the market She kill nobody but her husband There is one thing that I am sure He ain't goin' to beat me no more So I tell you that I doesn't care If I was to die in the electric chair Man, he's stone-cold dead in de market He's stone-cold dead in de market He's stone-cold dead in de market I killed nobody but me husband Hey, child, I'm coming back and bash you on your head one more time No, no, man, you can't do that You stone-cold dead in de market, murderer Stone-cold dead in de market, de criminal He's stone-cold dead in de market I killed nobody but me husband