Ransom - Funeral lyrics
[Ransom - Funeral lyrics]
Fuck around it might be yours
Make a quick detour so be sure
Don't talk to no bitches and
Try to creep off
They'll blow your head clean off
This is for the streets dog
Lesson one in staying alive
You can't be soft
Don't care if it's a few of you
Cause God will take two of you
We through with you, lord forgive us another
(funeral) more times than not it's niggas
That's real cool with you
Probably drunk a brew or two and
Now niggas is shooting you
They say "keep your enemies closer"
I don't buy it
'Cause it'll be your closest of
Niggas that's gon' try it
And if you starving the block
Giving 'em slow diets
Than you better keep a gun
Big enough to control riots
Foul what them Ruger's do
No black and blue for you
Who was you? Looks like we having another
(funeral)
This for niggas that be cool with them hands
Keep them shit's in your pockets
These lil niggas try ruin your plans
Quick lesson if you're moving them grams
Always keep the tool in your pants
'Cause it ain't got no use in a van
And oh yeah watch these hateful bitches
Looking straight delicious but be cool
These little snakes is vicious
Hot slugs can replace the kisses
Never lace your mistress
Turn around there's ten apes with biscuit's
Ever been inside a place
Where every face suspicious?
Bust your gun and leave no trace for witness
It's a (funeral)
A young mans fatality's a harboured reality
What's sad to me
People will come together in tragedy
How do you keep yourself
From being another casualty?
The streets and the savagery
Killing us all gradually
Can't be amusing you
This shit is too brutal dude
Shoot your hoops
Don't play a part in the next (funeral)
Unless you got your back to the wall
'Cause niggas ain't gon' actually brawl
These brothers putting gats to your jaws
Keep your mouth shut and your
Eyes open for guys loc-ing
When the five smoking it'll be
Leaving you wide open
And when you on the block keep
Your gat in your skully
'Cause niggas coming for your
Packs and your money
That's real accurate cuddy
I'm not delusional
This ain't no illusion dude
Screw the booth, I just came from a niggas
(funeral)
Everybody weeping, killed him for no reason
And half the people there gon'
Forget him by next weekend
The fam's still grieving
Wish he was still breathing
And no matter how much they prey
His soul will be still leaving
The devil having fun with it now
His mom dukes spent her life savings just
To put her son in the ground
I don't know how I can stomach it now
I got a gut feeling 'bout the world
God's gon' punish it now
And it's bad enough losing you
I'll show you what stupid do
Take something that's beautiful and
Turn it to a (funeral)
Make a quick detour so be sure
Don't talk to no bitches and
Try to creep off
They'll blow your head clean off
This is for the streets dog
Lesson one in staying alive
You can't be soft
Don't care if it's a few of you
Cause God will take two of you
We through with you, lord forgive us another
(funeral) more times than not it's niggas
That's real cool with you
Probably drunk a brew or two and
Now niggas is shooting you
They say "keep your enemies closer"
I don't buy it
'Cause it'll be your closest of
Niggas that's gon' try it
And if you starving the block
Giving 'em slow diets
Than you better keep a gun
Big enough to control riots
Foul what them Ruger's do
No black and blue for you
Who was you? Looks like we having another
(funeral)
This for niggas that be cool with them hands
Keep them shit's in your pockets
These lil niggas try ruin your plans
Quick lesson if you're moving them grams
Always keep the tool in your pants
'Cause it ain't got no use in a van
And oh yeah watch these hateful bitches
Looking straight delicious but be cool
These little snakes is vicious
Hot slugs can replace the kisses
Never lace your mistress
Turn around there's ten apes with biscuit's
Ever been inside a place
Where every face suspicious?
Bust your gun and leave no trace for witness
It's a (funeral)
A young mans fatality's a harboured reality
What's sad to me
People will come together in tragedy
How do you keep yourself
From being another casualty?
The streets and the savagery
Killing us all gradually
Can't be amusing you
This shit is too brutal dude
Shoot your hoops
Don't play a part in the next (funeral)
Unless you got your back to the wall
'Cause niggas ain't gon' actually brawl
These brothers putting gats to your jaws
Keep your mouth shut and your
Eyes open for guys loc-ing
When the five smoking it'll be
Leaving you wide open
And when you on the block keep
Your gat in your skully
'Cause niggas coming for your
Packs and your money
That's real accurate cuddy
I'm not delusional
This ain't no illusion dude
Screw the booth, I just came from a niggas
(funeral)
Everybody weeping, killed him for no reason
And half the people there gon'
Forget him by next weekend
The fam's still grieving
Wish he was still breathing
And no matter how much they prey
His soul will be still leaving
The devil having fun with it now
His mom dukes spent her life savings just
To put her son in the ground
I don't know how I can stomach it now
I got a gut feeling 'bout the world
God's gon' punish it now
And it's bad enough losing you
I'll show you what stupid do
Take something that's beautiful and
Turn it to a (funeral)