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The funeral now a piece of the action, fuck relaxing
I ant to a funeral since Jackson
shit
I ant to my own shit
Trying to out what the fuck they calling me for?
a death detour
Kinda
Could it be my mom trying to 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 then them lynch,
Ever since its been nothing but black and black cats,
And every night I see a old man with slacks
An ex preacher rapes his but who cares,
For 15 years I ran down the he disappears
But I often,
Smell a
I hop in it (deaths calling)
Ain't no it
Maybe death is coming cause they did different,
Like killed you in your crib right in front of your
Right 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 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 four four out your holsters (holsters)
Cock back one and call ghostbusters
I know hustlers that been killed for spilt like Obi in silk
I thought he was built till his flew
of seen the way his head tilt
Poor
I wonder how he up in the autopsy
(I'm glossy) looking like a fossil up in heaven gospel
I'm at home with these wearing rosary beads
Those his
Should have given to me
So I can in a dream
Bail straight Hell and move to Fort Lauder dale
Where cant tell if your dead or alive
I've seen many shot and stab and some
The funeral, Man the