Dead dead Ima kill em
Dead dead dead dead
With the needle and thread
(Jocin' in the park
I'm cold with it)
Dead dead dead sing indian red
(Jocin' in the park
I'm cold with it)
Dead dead dead
From the needle and thread
This flag boy and your flag boy
Was sitting on the bayou
Thats when I told your flag boy Im gone' set your flag on fire
I remember it was
Five in the morning
I told my spy boy
Give them no warning
Mardi gras here
On second and danneel
Trying not to get killed
Suit real heavy
Got a flag and a machete
Never know who
You might meet
It aint always sweet
That day it wasnt no
Harmony on harmony street
Knew that it was on
Saw a tribe on baronne
Indians with rifles
Outside the sandpiper
At cemetery number one
I started dissing
I told a flag boy that
His suit look half finish
Said that aint enough
I can do that in a month
And he didnt shake my hand
So the meeting was done
You dead dead dead dead
With the needle and thread
You dead you dead you dead
Sing indian red
(Jocin' in the park
I'm cold with it)
You dead you dead
(Jocin' in the park
I'm cold with it)
You dead with the
Needle and thread
(Jocin' in the park
I'm cold with it)
You dead you dead
(Jocin' in the park
I'm cold with it)
You dead sing indian red
This flag boy and your flag boy
Was sitting on the bayou
Thats when I told your flag boy
Im gone' set your flag on fire
You can die on st josephs
And I'm ready to shoot
At souls seafood
I got a camouflage suit
Lined up like soldiers
On south saratoga
Ima make them feel played
From uptown to esplanade
Them other flag boys not me
A mile away in the dark
You spot me
And Ima' talk bad until
Im hated Im at a l davis
Everything decorated shining
Like Im gold plated
Bragging about my skills
All the way to hunters field
Ribbin' injuns' clothes
Tell the streets
What are the those
At sportsmans corner
Outside the club
I couldnt show you love
Because you didnt sew gloves
Dead dead dead dead
From the needle and thread
Dead dead dead
On mardi gras day
(Jocin' in the park
I'm cold with it)
Dead dead
(Jocin' in the park
I'm cold with it)
Dead sing indian red
(Jocin' in the park
I'm cold with it)
Dead dead dead
(Jocin' in the park
I'm cold with it)
From the needle and thread
This flag boy and your flag boy
Was sitting on the bayou
Thats when I told your flag boy
Im gone' set your flag on fire
You know them indians coming
It's tambourines and drumming
You hear them cowbells
Im raising hell on
Washington and lasalle
Snatching wigs off of heads
In front of people homes
With them baby dolls
Next to them
Skull and bones
Turn the hood into an
Uptown art show
Barbecue motorcycle
Weed and gun smoke
By the melpomene
Looking like a seminole
On laharpe had injuns'
Running like jim thorpe
Wear the suit
Like its part of me
New Orleans injun'
Wont bow like royalty
Trash talk my habit
Indian savage
Knock them of balance
Because they came on Valance
Dead dead dead dead
From the needle and thread
Dead dead dead
Sing indian red
(Jocin' in the park
I'm cold with it)
Dead dead
(Jocin' in the park
I'm cold with it)
Dead got a
Feather in your head
(Jocin' in the park
I'm cold with it)
Dead dead
(Jocin' in the park
I'm cold with it)
Dead from the needle and thread
This flag boy and your flag boy
Was sitting on the bayou
Thats when I told your flag boy Im gone' set your flag on fire
Dont really meet them indians
If they're just wearing
Bandannas its flagboy giz
Shout out tootie montana
Im pulling and swinging
Machetes walking all the way
To the levee
With my face painted up
Saying you dont look ready
Cause' you dead
(Jocin' in the park
I'm cold with it)
Dead on carnival day
(Jocin' in the park
I'm cold with it)
Dead needle and thread
(Jocin' in the park
I'm cold with it)
You dead you dead
(Jocin' in the park
I'm cold with it)
You dead sing indian red
This flag boy and your flag boy
Was sitting on the bayou
Thats when I told your flag boy
I'm gone' set your flag on fire