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作词 : Jonathan Buice/Dwayne Carter/Mario K Jefferson/Darius Ginn Jr |
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作曲 : Jonathan Buice/Dwayne Carter/Mario K Jefferson/Darius Ginn Jr |
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Welcome to the funeral, yeah |
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Closed casket as usual |
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Yeah, welcome to the funeral |
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The quietest things in musicals |
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Kumbaya is beautiful |
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I bust in with that uzi though |
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And they look like they saw Lucifer |
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Welcome to the funeral |
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We not welcome, we intruded though |
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You wanted smoke until you blew the smoke |
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Thats just inexcusable |
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Welcome to the funeral, where we from we ruin them |
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Been to quite a few of them |
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The reverend talk, we boo'in him |
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We throw up the Piru at them |
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Welcome to the funeral, closed casket as usual |
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Soul snatching as usual |
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Amen, hallelujah though |
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Whole family delusional |
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N!ggas crying like two year olds |
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****in' holes come through the doors |
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I just crossed my heart, then I threw a rose |
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Damn, welcome to your funeral |
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Everybody knew you bro |
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Ain't nobody shooting though |
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Gotta die to see who you know |
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Damn welcome to the funeral |
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Where we from we ruin them |
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The preacher preach we shooting them |
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Now we need one for you and him |
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That's why they should cremate ya |
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Hope when you die they commemorate you |
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Life is a movie and it's in theaters |
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Some of y'alls already went to cable |
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These shots from a far you could get a facial |
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Black gun chrome gun, interracial |
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Weed so strong, need ventilation |
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Funeral home need renovation |
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I got your mom's teary eyed, that's precipitation |
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N!gga when you died, did your b!tch a favor |
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N!gga we gonna mob like the Genovese's |
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N!gga, fat mob, I'ma Jenny Craig 'em |
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Drive bys in a winnebago |
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Snipers never hear the baby, crib a cradle of tomatoes on your head |
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I split tomatoes from 100 feet away, now it's a halo |
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Thats tomato sauce, Heinz 57 |
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Catch a n!gga, you behind, where I left you |
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I hate your b!tch, your mom, and your fellas, kids, cousins, uncles, aunts, and your nephews |
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Shoot a nigga in the face, closed casket |
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Look his pretty kids in the face, poor bastard |
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Tears running down a b!tch face, romantic |
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Two straps, I'm up at the Oboe Jacksons |
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In his face, closed casket |
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Send him on the highway to heaven no traffic |
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My lil n!gga just caught a body, he ecstatic |
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He cried tears of joy, then he got him tatted |
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Welcome to the funeral, closed casket as usual |
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Whole family delusional |
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Amen hallelujah though |
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Choir singing musicals, Kumbaya, it's beautiful |
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I bust in with the uzi though |
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They look like they saw Lucifer |
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Yeah, welcome to the funeral everybody knew your bro |
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Ain't nobody shoot him though |
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Thats just inexcusable |
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Welcome to the funeral |
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Where we from we ruin them |
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Been to quite a few of them |
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A n!gga got immune of them |
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Shoot a nigga in the face, closed casket |
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Huh, huh, bop |
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Look his pretty kids in the face, poor bastards |
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Goddamn, drive bys in a winnebago |
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Snipers never hear the baby, crib a cradle of tomatoes on your head |
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I split tomatoes from 100 feet away, now it's a halo |
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In other words, a n!gga did |
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