Songtexte:
Funeral Dying

, that's what you had There's nothing good in early dying Another profits from your money People praying to your ghost There's nothing good in dying

Doom at which I curse you Please save me from myself Life holds no joy but you In a doomed and adoring way We are dying together as one

Übersetzung: Beerdigungen. Sterben ist ein Business.

adventes Doom at which I curse you Please save me from myself Life holds no joy but you In a doomed and adoring way We are dying together as one

slang Yeah I choose this rap thing nigga but I don't knock no nigga for they hustle play it how it go nigga [Verse 1] Nigga I cause grief and trouble, funerals

some call them fantastic she called me fantastic I called her a fat bitch still killed the pussy, put the cat in a casket the funeral service was fuckin

nigga cause I ain't worried eyes bluried sayin' goodbye at the cemetary tho' memories fade I got your name tated on my arm so we both ball till' my dying

under lock and key Their AK's talking to my M16 Pray for friendly fire Haven't seen a priest, but plenty of funeral pyres Triage nurse is dying My name

and blood is wrath Skulls with eyes so senseless Fire, water, essence of life Under the skin grow demons and madness In these godless years of... Rage: killing, dying