Everything is such a blur. Taken down and submerged under. Wake up to a new day and still nothing has changed, life is still astray. Do you know what
s Hittin' your home up, hittin' at everything movin' Lookin' and losin', startin' chaos and confusion I'm bruisin' your whole family, dress 'em up in dark colors Then come to your funeral
at your funeral your momma gonna cry. So... gets the blow, blow, And clerks open cash drawers slow, slow. If you don't wanna end up dead, Use everything
feels like my funeral I just got hit by a bus Shouldn've been so beautiful Don't know why I gave my heart, gave my trust, gave everything You think that
like my funeral I just got hit by a bus Shouldn've been so beautiful Don't know why I gave my heart, gave my trust, gave everything You think that if
in love Today feels like my funeral I just got hit by a bus Shouldn've been so beautiful Don't know why I gave my heart, gave my trust, gave everything
: I love everything about money You can be a millionaire and never pay taxes Rust, I got to bust to my destination I woke up late time from other transportations
funerals, it's the usual explain this knowledge [Chorus x2: Allah Sun] Every time I look and close my eyes My mind I can see the end of time Looking
the day of retribution All life will end The world is ours to slay For global death we fight with pride This is your burial This is your funeral This
attitude, the ruffneck bastard (chorus) (x6) (verse two) I need a ruffneck I need a man that's quick and swift To put out the spliff and get stiff Boxer shorts everything
donnie sayin that he hear gunshots every night on 5th and it scares his momma ronnie end of the road 29 north to the bridge if i go im leavin everything
with its crypt, its cradlesong. Rage for day's end: impatience, like a boat in the evening. Toward the horizon, as down a sounding line. Barcarolle, funeral
die (die) And at your funeral ya mama gon' cry So customers kiss the floor, floor And clerks open cash drawers slow, slow If you don't wanna end up dead You'll do everything
gon' die and at your funeral ya momma gon' cry so customers kiss the floor (floor) and clerks open cash drawers slow (slow) if you don't wanna end up dead you do everything
fuck if it was just a buck Because the value of life is at rock bottom And now I'm seein brothers fall like it was autumn Caught him lax, end up maxin
And at your funeral ya momma gon' cry. So customers kiss the floor floor, And clerks open cash drawers slow, slow. If you don't wanna end up dead, You do everything
And at your funeral ya mama gon' cry So customers kiss the floor, floor And clerks open cash drawers slow, slow If you don't wanna end up dead You'll do everything
