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The funeral now wants a of the action, fuck relaxing
I ant to a funeral since Jackson
shit
I ant to my own shit
Trying to figure out what the they calling me for?
It's a death
funny
Could it be my mom trying to me for insurance money?
(Whoa whoa whoa) Hold up let me that up I ant saying my mother killed me for insurance money but uhh, that's the story... anyway
That chick who went her parents and got rich,
Set their on fire then watched them lynch,
Ever its been nothing but black clouds and black cats,
And every night I see a old man with slacks
An ex preacher his niece but who cares,
For 15 I ran down the stairs 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 crib right in front of your infants
Right next to the crib, with the on the bib.
They energize the generator throw you down the incinerator
I'm no imitator,
I'm straight for it black and got a hole in it
When I fell
But I you tell you
Ain't shit they can do to me hasn't been done under the dirt
I'm the gun
I'm not run
So pull your four four out holsters (holsters)
Cock back one time and call
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 wonder how he filled up in the
(I'm glossy) looking a fossil up in heaven singing gospel
While I'm at with these wearing rosary beads
Those his
have been given to me
So I can in a dream
Bail straight Hell and move to Fort Lauder dale
Where death cant tell if your dead or
I've many shot and stab and some survived
The funeral, Man the