Funeral

[00:12.13] Welcome to the funeral, yeah
[00:17.75] Closed casket as usual
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[00:23.64] Yeah, welcome to the funeral
[00:26.70] The choir's singin' musicals
[00:29.06] Kumbaya, it's beautiful
[00:32.37] I bust in with that Uzi, though
[00:34.92] And they look like they saw Lucifer
[00:37.88] Rrr
[00:41.85] Welcome to the funeral
[00:43.91] We not welcome, we intruded, though
[00:46.83] You wanted smoke until you blew the smoke
[00:49.61] (Phew)
[00:51.57] That's just unexcusable
[00:55.99] Welcome to the funeral, where we from, we ruin them
[00:59.39] We been to quite a few of 'em
[01:01.59] The reverend talk, we booin' him
[01:03.32] We throw up the Piru at him
[01:06.23] Welcome to the funeral, closed casket as usual
[01:10.48] Soul snatching, that's usual
[01:12.35] Amen, hallelujah though
[01:14.34] Whole family delusional
[01:15.91] Niggas cryin' like two-year-olds
[01:17.60] Bullet holes come through the doors
[01:19.43] I just crossed my heart, then I threw a rose
[01:21.18] Damn, welcome to your funeral
[01:23.05] Everybody knew you, bro
[01:24.82] Ain't nobody shootin', though
[01:26.51] Gotta die to see who you know
[01:28.22] Damn, welcome to the funeral
[01:30.09] Where we from, we ruin them
[01:31.77] The preacher preach, we shootin' him
[01:33.55] Now we need one for you and him
[01:35.14] That's why they should cremate ya
[01:37.21] Hope when you die they commemorate you
[01:38.85] Life is a movie and it's in theaters
[01:40.30] Some of y'alls already went to cable
[01:41.88] Get shot from afar, you can get a facial
[01:43.56] Black gun, chrome gun, interracial
[01:45.18] Weed so strong, need ventilation
[01:46.84] Funeral home need renovation
[01:48.58] I got your mom's teary-eyed, that's precipitation
[01:50.42] Nigga, when you died, did your bitch a favor
[01:52.45] Nigga, we gon' mob like the Genoveses
[01:54.16] Nigga, fat mob, I'ma Jenny Craig 'em
[01:55.91] Drive-bys in a Winnebago
[01:57.55] Snipers never hit a baby, crib or cradle
[01:59.25] Sit tomatoes on your head and split tomatoes
[02:00.73] From a hundred feet away, now it's a halo
[02:02.98] That's tomato sauce, Heinz 57
[02:04.64] Catch up, nigga, you behind, where I left you
[02:06.59] I hate your bitch, your mom, and your fellas, kids, cousins
[02:08.82] Uncles, aunts, and your nephew (Pfft)
[02:10.04] Shoot a pussy nigga in the face, closed casket
[02:11.98] Look his pretty kid in the face, poor bastard
[02:13.66] Tears runnin' down his bitch face, romantic
[02:15.63] Two straps on me like the old Bo Jacksons (Bah)
[02:17.64] In his face, closed casket
[02:18.98] Send him on the highway to heaven, no traffic
[02:20.65] My lil' nigga just caught a body, he ecstatic
[02:22.45] He cried tears of joy, then he got 'em tatted
[02:24.07] Welcome to the funeral, closed casket as usual
[02:27.42] Whole family delusional
[02:29.12] Amen, hallelujah though
[02:30.92] Singing musicals, Kumbaya, it's beautiful
[02:34.34] I bust in with the Uzi though
[02:36.16] They look like they saw Lucifer
[02:37.92] Yeah, welcome to the funeral
[02:39.63] Everybody knew you, bro
[02:41.53] Ain't nobody shootin' though
[02:43.21] That's just unexcusable
[02:44.97] Damn, welcome to the funeral
[02:46.62] Where we from, we ruin 'em
[02:48.63] I've been to quite a few of them
[02:50.23] My nigga, got immune to them
[02:52.08] Damn, shoot a pussy nigga in the face, closed casket
[02:53.95] Huh, huh, bop
[02:55.99] Look his pretty kids in the face, poor bastards, goddamn
[02:59.04] Drive-bys in a Winnebago
[03:00.59] Snipers never hit a baby, crib or cradle
[03:02.07] Sit tomatoes on your head then split tomatoes
[03:03.88] From a hundred feet away, now it's a halo
[03:07.38] In other words, the nigga dead
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