Funeral

Welcome to the funeral, yeah Closed casket as usual Yeah, welcome to the funeral The choir's singin' musicals Kumbaya, it's beautiful I bust in with that Uzi, though And they look like they saw Lucifer Rrr Welcome to the funeral We not welcome, we intruded, though You wanted smoke until you blew the smoke (Phew) That's just unexcusable Welcome to the funeral, where we from, we ruin them We been to quite a few of 'em The reverend talk, we booin' him We throw up the Piru at him Welcome to the funeral, closed casket as usual Soul snatching, that's usual Amen, hallelujah though Whole family delusional Niggas cryin' like two-year-olds Bullet holes come through the doors I just crossed my heart, then I threw a rose Damn, welcome to your funeral Everybody knew you, bro Ain't nobody shootin', though Gotta die to see who you know Damn, welcome to the funeral Where we from, we ruin them The preacher preach, we shootin' him Now we need one for you and him That's why they should cremate ya Hope when you die they commemorate you Life is a movie and it's in theaters Some of y'alls already went to cable Get shot from afar, you can get a facial Black gun, chrome gun, interracial Weed so strong, need ventilation Funeral home need renovation I got your mom's teary-eyed, that's precipitation Nigga, when you died, did your bitch a favor Nigga, we gon' mob like the Genoveses Nigga, fat mob, I'ma Jenny Craig 'em Drive-bys in a Winnebago Snipers never hit a baby, crib or cradle Sit tomatoes on your head and split tomatoes From a hundred feet away, now it's a halo That's tomato sauce, Heinz 57 Catch up, nigga, you behind, where I left you I hate your bitch, your mom, and your fellas, kids, cousins Uncles, aunts, and your nephew (Pfft) Shoot a pussy nigga in the face, closed casket Look his pretty kid in the face, poor bastard Tears runnin' down his bitch face, romantic Two straps on me like the old Bo Jacksons (Bah) In his face, closed casket Send him on the highway to heaven, no traffic My lil' nigga just caught a body, he ecstatic He cried tears of joy, then he got 'em tatted Welcome to the funeral, closed casket as usual Whole family delusional Amen, hallelujah though Singing musicals, Kumbaya, it's beautiful I bust in with the Uzi though They look like they saw Lucifer Yeah, welcome to the funeral Everybody knew you, bro Ain't nobody shootin' though That's just unexcusable Damn, welcome to the funeral Where we from, we ruin 'em I've been to quite a few of them My nigga, got immune to them Damn, shoot a pussy nigga in the face, closed casket Huh, huh, bop Look his pretty kids in the face, poor bastards, goddamn Drive-bys in a Winnebago Snipers never hit a baby, crib or cradle Sit tomatoes on your head then split tomatoes From a hundred feet away, now it's a halo In other words, the nigga dead