The Funeral

[Intro]

Niggas are in the state of emergency

The Death Side, a mirrored image of where we are today

The Life Side, a vision of where we need to go

So sign your death certificate

(A message to the world)

(I heard—, wait a minute)

Fuck all y'all

[Interlude]

Lisa got him

Alright, on three, one, two, three

Get all folks together, this way

Can't believe it, though

Tom, yo

Hey, open that door

Open that one first

Alright, alright

We've come together by God's demand

Whether it be for life or death

Well, this morning

It's over the mourning of one of our little brothers

This brother was a good brother

He didn't get into an excessive amount of trouble

But it's one thing, it's one thing, it's one thing

He was the wrong nigga to fuck with