Lyrics:
with guns, I'm armed with bombs
Fuck all that shit you carry I got your obituary
A motherfuckin' phenomenon, 'cause I'ma come
'Til they put all of us
can make it just remember to beware
That all in love is fair
The situation vacant now has got the blues
The obituary column's making front page
already, be a visionary
And maybe you can see your name in the column of obituary
Third rate teacher readin and talkin about,
"I knew he'd amount to nothin"
interesting creatures
Yeah Connie and Val coupla nice old gals
They like to take a little sherry
With the obituary
Hey Val do you remember that girl
who's
I'ma put you on obituary
Broke-ass nigga, ol' scary-ass nigga dare
I got the bitch way from Baltimore, coastin'
Sprayin' on a nigga, we don't give
at God, I just can't get out of bed
My best friend obituary really hang on my wall, by the dresser
I'm tryna see it a life lesson
No more time for
Shit scary, but I stay spinning
Looking through obituaries with your
Name in it
I'ma go another ten if you say finish
I seen niggas losing sense
useful,
just brutal, can't understand why they can't be truthful,
and the government make it necessary to ?
? the countries obituary, coz war pays
bleed
And you can put these fucking words in my obituary
We all hate ourselves, well that's alright
We all love ourselves, well that's alright
We all
bleed
And you can put these fucking words in my obituary
We all hate ourselves, well that's alright
We all love ourselves, well that's alright
We all
carried
Mama break down, you gettin' put in that cemetery
Shit fucked up my mental, seen too many obituaries
These bodies keep dropping, summer cold like
Motherfuckers can't cry no more
When you die no more
Its a crying shame
You won't even try no more
Black suits black ties and obituaries handed
An obituary wrote in the local paper
From a town that is no more
Carrying this around gains nothing but I'm
Fool enough to care
Brave enough to try
I
(Yo GG, turn it up!)
I remember vividly
Obituaries with lovin' memory
Realest nigga that's how I remember him
Try not to let it get to me
Me
if anyone was headed for the gates of hell i knew you'd be first
i used to picture your obituary and i wished you the worst
the danger
Bloody t-shirts to obituaries
I seen them fold in different situations
I seen the realest turn fake
We slang that K, then it's blood on the pavement
I
obituary poetry
See they peep I'm ballin' now, just go back to ignorin' me
Always gotta spazz, unleash the beast when they recordin' me
Lord, I'm tryna
Come on over baby sit next to me
Listen to a little obituary
You love your metal and it loves you back
Even your pyjamas are black
You look so happy
Hoppin' out and I'm liftin' up
50 shots on that glizzy drum
Niggas coppin' pleas, I ain't hearin' 'em
Obituaries gettin' printed up
Ain't no beef with
on obituaries
So get your own sound
The hustlas home now
[Chorus: x3]
E'ry bar I write like a brick of that hard white
I've truly been blessed
This
because I've got a future")
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh (I don't have an obituary, I've got a future)
You won't steal my future anymore (thank you Jesus)
Oh oh
these goals inside the obituary, mhm
Bro came home tryna get some money
Still totin' straps like the military
None of them don't like YoungBoy
So I
They'll track you
They'll crack you
They'll melt nerves of steel
Some sad obituary you are the meal
So come to my castle you innocent souls
Some good
back here"
A year later when my father had died
His obituary online said, "He was a loving husband and a father to three"
He tried to change my
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