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The funeral now wants a of the action, fuck relaxing
I ant been to a since Jackson
shit
I ant going to my own
Trying to figure out what the they calling me for?
a death detour
Kinda
Could it be my mom to kill me for insurance money?
(Whoa whoa) Hold up let me clear that up I ant saying my mother killed me for insurance money but uhh, that's the story... anyway
chick who went killed her parents 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
death is coming cause they did things different,
Like killed you in crib right in front of your infants
Right to the crib, with the blood on the bib.
They like the generator throw you down the incinerator
I'm no imitator,
I'm straight for it black and got a hole in it
I fell through
But I must you 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 out your holsters (holsters)
Cock back one and call ghostbusters
I know hustlers been killed for spilt like Obi dressed in silk
I thought he was built his brain flew
Should of seen the way his head
Papi
I wonder how he up in the autopsy
(I'm glossy) like a fossil up in heaven singing gospel
While I'm at home with these wearing beads
Those his
have been given to me
So I can flip'em in a
Bail straight outta Hell and move to Fort Lauder
Where death cant tell if your or alive
I've seen many shot and stab and some
The funeral, Man the