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The funeral now a piece of the action, fuck 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?
a death detour
Kinda
it be my mom trying 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
That who went killed her parents and got rich,
Set their house on fire 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 is coming cause they did things different,
Like you in your crib right in front of your infants
Right to the crib, with the blood on the bib.
They energize like the generator throw you the incinerator
I'm no imitator,
I'm veil 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 that hasn't been done the dirt
I'm the gun
I'm not run
So pull your four out your holsters (holsters)
Cock one time and call ghostbusters
I know hustlers that been killed for spilt like Obi dressed in
I he was built till his brain flew
Should of the way his head tilt
Papi
I wonder how he up in the autopsy
(I'm glossy) looking like a fossil up in heaven gospel
While I'm at home with wearing rosary beads
Those his
Should been given to me
So I can flip'em in a
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