Meet Me At My Burial (feat. Gabriel.)

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Meet me at my burial!
My burial
Meet me at my burial!
Meet me at my burial!
My burial
Meet me at my burial!
I've always wanted to work with
Royce Em NaS J Cole
But I'd give it all up to see Luda and Coy again
F*ck the pay role
These are people that died for a cause
And put my life on a pause
When you enter life you sign that contract
And you hardly ever read the clause
You may live all of yours
But you never see them live all of theirs
Moments at one point that felt immortal will quickly become small and scarce
Spending my life trying to son others who really ain't done right
Clouded my sun light
Now my mind might
Never sit well again and that don't sit right
It begs the question are all your friends yours till the end?
Maybe not
But you might be theirs till the end of theirs
So you gotta prove it
while you got the shot
Don't be at my wake when I'm not awake
Cause I promise at that point I'll be gone
All you'll have left are these words of mine that I leave behind
In these songs
My casket is my melody
And my will's submerged in these hertz
Not seeing you in life is alright
But seeing you at my service will hurt worse
Like where were you when we could sit and talk bout what's big and not?
How we respect each other
Got each others backs
And what we liked now that moments gone
Let me tell you how it is
When you tell me you never had the time
All that tells me and everyone else is that you didn't care enough to make the time
Or that you were never close enough
to meet me at my crib
But instead you meet me at my burial
Like oh now you can make the trip?
Don't
Meet me at my burial!
My burial
Don't
Meet me at my burial!
Don't
Meet me at my burial!
My burial
Don't
Meet me at my burial!
You see the problem is
I'll kill me to kill you
Ain't got shit to lose just my legacy
Trust me I know the burden of proof
I don't sip fireball just a fire starter f*ck a hundred proof bitch bulletproof
Put your mother fucking hands up!
Better not see nobody move
My brain is a battlefield used to pop pills was I meant to die on my shield?
If Pac and Biggie taught me anything
It's that they kill you when you too real
Self appointed gods falling for they mythos I can't let Jesus take the wheel
I solemnly swear I pray everyday that none of these pussies ever gotta kill
If you ain't died you don't know where I'm coming from
Mama keep digital thugs from my funeral
If you ain't Glytch just know I don't f*ck with you
Look at these boys like a stain on the urinal
So much in life just ain't looking right
What you typing like ain't what you looking like
Bitch I'll whoop your ass on the way to the fight
End up dead wrong facing dead lights
Y'all just prey praying for a savior
Psyche look like Jumanji
Young lion heart hit the lion
tamer
Whiskey shots holy water chasers
Look at life from the razor's edge
I'm motivated by the scent of paper
Mother fuckers living fairytales it gets Grimm brother ain't gonna see no halos
I was taught to walk it like I talk it
Fore' my daughters casket I dreamt about it
Dying to wrestle my own fate ain't complete without it
But I'm forever young nature boy wrist full of diamonds
Allow my demons a moment of silence
Ain't no turning back cause the horsemen finally here upon us
Don't
Meet me at my burial!
My burial
Don't
Meet me at my burial!
Don't
Meet me at my burial!
My burial
Don't
Meet me at my burial!
Throw them flowers on my grave
But I don't wanna see your face
Throw them flowers on my grave
Throw them flowers on my grave
Throw them mother fucking flowers
Throw them mother fucking flowers
But I don't wanna see your face
I don't wanna see your face

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