, And if there's changes in the script, I got to see a?em. I want a dresser, and undresser and a hairdresser, too, And I gotta-gotta-gotta have the biggest
under your vest by the abdominal (yeah) Rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few cars (uh huh) And I kick a few flows so I can pimp a few hoes (let's go) Excellence
casket A spliff, a picture of me still livin and a bullet from a Magnum Man I feel bad for my family, but in death it's a safer place Than bein amongst
t complete, I'm sorry for that argument we had On twelth street over a sale, knowing well that you was seekin dough aswell What we made up the same night And
are seed His life is a garden, our friends are greed, our friends are water, our friends are weeds The governments a gardener He pimps for profit and makes money off of shovels and
night sign, dark colors on Pull up the block my brother's on I hug him and we blow trees (sup nigga?) Scopin for police Guns on our hip, fiends want a
time And you?re the chosen victim In the phantom symphony Up from the abyss You get the devils kiss A love story for the maniacs Coming from the deep
At the funeral of a friend Who wasn't ready for the ending yet He made a giant mess Sloppy disaster And he left it for the rest To clean up after Now
Vertaling: Begrafnis vir 'n vriend. Kiss en make-up (Alle Bets af is).