rest my head upon when my spirit is gone and thinkers above my body there a quior singing a song your funeral nothin is for sure no one ever knows when
evil never sleeps 666 Raise the funeral ?ag Rise up from hell Are you ready for the end my friend Are you ready for the ?nal embrace You are the chosen
so that's why we bang Many funerals to go to, I don't go to none Never look in a pinebox, until I see Z-ro in one Ain' no future in front, and I'm scared
she ah bawl just Because yuh mouth, we haffi sort yuh out, sort dem out, funeral box Yuh friend dem haffi walk yuh out, beware ah di darks when di darks Step out, one
ah bawl just Because yuh mouth, we haffi sort yuh out, sort dem out, funeral box Yuh friend dem haffi walk yuh out, beware ah di darks when di darks Step out, one
left a scar on you Like all the burning hoops of fire That you and I passed through You're a bluebird on a telegraph line I hope you're happy now
a friend, she showed me that I wasn't by myself And I been broke, Keith blessed me with paper to go get fed A hot meal and a bag of weed, plus some liquor
, a couple of times man I almost called We gave females a lot of tension, pulled a few stunts that I ain't gon mention Now you gone away, down a road
Once upon a time ago, long before commercialized Beats became sysnthesized and little girls were mezmerized There was one mic and one light in a hip-
My baby just cares for me But he's never there for me But he's never there for me And baby it's killing me That I might have to let you go A friend of