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The funeral now wants a piece of the action, relaxing
I ant been to a funeral Jackson
shit
I ant going to my own
Trying to out what the fuck they calling me for?
It's a death
Kinda
Could it be my mom to kill me for insurance money?
(Whoa whoa whoa) Hold up let me clear that up I ant saying my mother me for insurance money but uhh, that's the story... anyway
That chick who went killed her and got rich,
Set their house on fire watched them lynch,
Ever since its been nothing but clouds and black cats,
And every I see a old man with black slacks
An ex preacher his niece but who cares,
For 15 I ran down the stairs he disappears
But I often,
a coffin
I hop in it (deaths calling)
Ain't no it
Maybe is coming cause they did things different,
Like killed you in your crib right in front of infants
next to the crib, with the blood on the bib.
They energize like the throw you down the incinerator
I'm no imitator,
I'm straight veil for it black and got a in it
When I through
But I you tell you
Ain't shit they can do to me that hasn't been done under the
I'm the gun
I'm not run
So pull your four four out your (holsters)
Cock one time and call ghostbusters
I know hustlers that been for spilt like Obi dressed in silk
I thought he was built till his flew
of seen the way his head tilt
Poor
I how he filled up in the autopsy
(I'm glossy) looking a fossil up in heaven singing gospel
While I'm at with these wearing rosary beads
his keys?
Should been given to me
So I can in a dream
Bail straight outta Hell and move to Fort dale
Where death tell if your dead or alive
I've seen many and stab and some survived
The funeral, Man the