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The now wants a piece of the action, fuck relaxing
I ant to a funeral since Jackson
shit
I ant going to my own
Trying to figure out what the fuck they calling me
It's a death
funny
Could it be my mom trying to kill me for money?
(Whoa whoa whoa) up let me clear that up I ant saying my mother killed me for insurance money but uhh, that's the story... anyway
That chick who killed her parents and got rich,
Set their house on fire then them lynch,
Ever its been nothing but black clouds and black cats,
And every I see a old man with black slacks
An ex preacher rapes his but who cares,
For 15 years I ran down the stairs he
But I often,
a coffin
I hop in it (deaths calling)
Ain't no it
Maybe death is coming cause they did different,
killed you in your crib right in front of your infants
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 veil for it black and got a hole 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 your four four out your holsters (holsters)
back one time and call ghostbusters
I know hustlers that been killed for spilt Obi dressed in silk
I he was built till his brain flew
of seen the way his head tilt
Poor
I how he filled up in the autopsy
(I'm glossy) looking like a fossil up in heaven gospel
While I'm at with these wearing rosary beads
his keys?
Should have given to me
So I can in a dream
Bail straight outta Hell and to Fort Lauder dale
Where death cant if your dead or alive
I've seen many shot and stab and some
The funeral, Man the