Lyrics:
Southside young beast that's how i come on these streets
[Repeat Chorus:]
[Lil' Phat:]
Look, I got a jag and its sleepin on duces
Funeral home my whips up
by years of separation and though our worlds had slowly drifted apart. The early memories we shared still remained timeless in our hearts. There was
The funeral procession passed by here today. Confusion and questions left strewn in its wake. But I feel like I knew his pain a mechanical failure
Not unusual, it's the cult itinerary
Attending funerals with a dull contemporary
Weapons put you in
Blessings whenever necessary
Gun straightened paper
Possessed but blessed, twisted tower dire
Magic ritualistic funeral pyre
The flames go out, but you are rising higher
Destroyed by one it takes two
make
The curry real spicy
Kamalah, fresh blood, the flesh on the collar
Smiling, strolling out of a funeral parlor
Yeah
Yeah, Kamachi, black candles
the funeral orchestra
slow down your pace is high
your brutalised by one man's hate
slow down kill his love
retribute
retribution
I'm back again witch
Raise up the traitors (Higher and higher)
By order of rank then spark their funeral pyres
Smelling the sumptuous stench of bowels emptying as my
around
I don't cry at funerals I cry during movies
There is something wrong with me I'm deeply wounded
This is do or die try it with a ruined mind
I
to the funeral
For her, I lit many candles
She was beautiful, I knew her
And Pauline made lots of money
Turned her soul into gold
Said, "Time's a funny
dead by now
But here we are now
Just two faces in the crowd now
Now, now
I used to practice what I'd have to say at your funeral
And I have dreams
The rusted chains of prison moons
Are shattered by the sun
I walk a road horizons change
The tournament's begun
The purple piper plays his tune
he meant to me
And that was wack
That I couldn't even express it
Till he laying on his back
At his fucking funeral, when I ain't know how to react
family to famished cannibal sandwiches
Edible funerals, turn terrible to beautiful
Sever dudes for food, several medical tools are suitable
Trouble
her, I know her by her name
Who's daughter, who's daughter's on that stage?
She's a queen, now watch her
She's drowning ace of spades
She dances,
All rise for the black mass
We are gathered here today in the funeral of your faith
Angels set ablaze
Bask in the flames
God is dead!
Rid your
the usual
Sippin' Cognac in between two beautiful
Bitches in the club, talk shit it's your funeral
I came to get a buzz and crunk, understand, yo? (Woo)
Welcome to my funeral my family and my friends
I hope you've enjoyed the living me because
the dead one never ends
Your tears of joy are hid by
Trapped in the wreckage
Surrounded by part of the friends I lost..
I'm watching you all
I'm trying to call out but I just can't
(provide the words..
a headache
In February, it got even worse
And when you thought it couldn't get more awful
Say hello to March
April brought me to a funeral
Gained another ten
funeral,
and his wife is there,
in some chapel she's picked out,
and there's not even an organ!
I have to play on some broken upright piano.
Listen
crucifixion, love destroyed by lies
Decomposing morals - mummified in time
Lord of retribution, judge us for our crimes
Holy father - reaps earth's seed
never came
They all ended up in flames
Moved by the power of a charming leader
With the love of god and the hatred of humanity
Led to a place where
softly that I'm gonna die young
Before you do take a look into the ground
It's not my funeral
If you rip my life apart in no time
I'll put it back
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