Junior Threat - Funeral (feat. Knarly J) Lyrics

Heat stay under my seat, that bitch aint see the sun
Make mama weep, it's been a week since she had seen her son
Motherf*ckers sweet, they'll f*cking run when they gon' see the gun
I send 'em back where they belong like I voted for Trump
I feel insane for saying that shit, but I don't correlate
With politics and that, get off my back and go away
Can't f*ck with that or people out here tryna show their face
I catch myself tryna sound like y'all, its a throw away
Huh, fit go like the joker, this shit go insane
Bitch boy said he was steppin', make him walk on braces
You talking stupid and we gon' make it spray like it's mace
That shit gon' catch up, you gon' feel the f*ckin' devil's grace
Writing all my sins down, I might leave a trace
The day I die, I did my best I could, that's on my grave
That's on my grave, that's on my grave
The day I die, I did my best I could, that's on my grave (alright)
If he play with Junior then we put him in a grave
Motherf*cker think he tough, I'ma send him to that place
Now your bitch ass lookin scared, your homie shakin' like he tazed
In a bucket get to bustin' leave you gushing out that face
I got big plans
Tryna be the big man, you know
Better get back
Or I'mma leave you big sad, you know
Make your body drop
Play with me, I'll give you all I got
I can't ever stop
Welcome mat laid out for all my opps
Try to keep the peace, but in the end I always keep the piece
Who want beef with me? I peep the scene and eat on any beat
You know what the f*ck I want and you know what the f*ck I need
When I pull off in that bucket know I'm finna squeeze the heat
What that lick read?
Play with me he end up six feet
He thought shit sweet
Dissing me, get smoked like chimneys
Best think twice before you come around that shit get risky
I been tryna be on best behavior, please don't tempt me
All these dumbed-down, H-town producers can't compare
To the top dawg, Junior don, Junior put they work to shame, huh
They don't know my game, huh
They don't know they shit don't knock the same, huh
Know what I'm sayin, huh
Drums don't hit like mine, huh
Drums rock down the plane, huh
All them flights to Cali ain't gon' take you out the slums, nah (Ha)
I don't know nobody
I don't know nobody that do this shit better than me
I ain't worried 'bout no plug and done, your shit ain't clean
Them drums over that loop ain't even you, I go to sleep
Nah
Know what I f*ckin' mean
It's death to all my oppositions, shit ain't f*ckin sweet (sweet)
If I OD it better be the will of G behind it
May he forgive I lack forgiveness, pray for me I'll find it (Pray for me I'll find it)
Before they take me off the earth cuz they already tried it
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