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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 fuck they me for?
It's a death
funny
Could it be my mom trying to kill me for insurance
(Whoa whoa whoa) Hold up let me clear that up I ant saying my mother killed me for insurance but uhh, that's the story... anyway
That chick who went her parents and got rich,
Set their house on fire then watched lynch,
Ever since its nothing but black clouds and black cats,
And night I see a old man with black slacks
An ex preacher his niece but who cares,
For 15 years I ran down the he disappears
But I often,
a coffin
I hop in it (deaths calling)
Ain't no it
Maybe death is coming cause did things different,
Like killed you in your right in front of your infants
next to the crib, with the blood on the bib.
They energize like the generator throw you down the
I'm no imitator,
I'm veil 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 four four out your holsters (holsters)
Cock one time and call ghostbusters
I know hustlers that been killed for spilt like Obi in silk
I thought he was till his brain flew
of seen the way his head tilt
Poor
I how he filled up in the autopsy
(I'm glossy) looking a fossil up in heaven singing gospel
While I'm at home with these wearing beads
his keys?
Should been given to me
So I can flip'em in a
Bail straight outta Hell and move to Fort dale
Where death cant if your dead or alive
seen many shot and stab and some survived
The funeral, Man the