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frzy - eulogy lyrics

[hook: terry jones]
ladies and gentlemen
please wipe the tears from your eyes
this is the eulogy
a time not only to remember
the p-ssing of a few
but to give bars
to these motherf-ckers too

[verse 1: frzy]
last name lose
first name never
splinter with the cheddar
treat them haters like shredder
better find a n-gg- better never
the whole world want a piece
shoot like metta
fella, try ya luck
better duck
‘cause them bullets come
like a nut for a sl-t
what the f-ck
them sh-lls’ll make ‘em roll
like a armadillo
so on they death bed
i leave a mint on the pillow
i’m so willow
just because i got the whip here
push there, shift gear
disappear, no fear
this here, only got two chairs
and i ain’t talking bottoms up
like a rear in the air
and that’s only if you talking me in a lear
just got a check in
and i ain’t need four square
got four chicks here
and they ain’t pay for airfare
and one just got a facial
and she ain’t here for skin care
man i bet you wish you was here
yeah i’m so sure
that i’m underneath a beach chair
tell them haters ‘take care’
hope they got healthcare
my p-ssport gets stamps
like it’s on welfare
don’t you love the smell of warfare
i can keep doing this
until they say it ain’t fair
man i swear i don’t really care
what the f-ck i hear
‘cause now i’m over you p-ss-es
like pubic hair
[hook: terry jones]
death is but a choice of destiny
and a last argument with life
we blame the past for not being
what we think the future desires
so sit back and ask yourself
are you as good as you could be
well after hearing this
i think probably not

[verse 2: frzy]
first name won’t
last name stop, i’m hot
only carrot top got more props
i not, for all the bullsh-t ya’ll talk
either give me sp-ce
or stay the f-ck in the airlock
they talk all about the sh-t i lack
but they go hussein
for the dough i rack
they try to dictate
with a whack -ss mix tape
i never run it back
like i’m too out of shape
man i’m great
i feel like these bars is for kate
‘cause this tlc is for the kids i ate
back in the battles
when they used to ride my
-ss like a straddle
i would raise the stakes
turn a calf to a cattle
now they rattled
‘cause brenda had a baby
and that boy hot
sh-t, it was even talked about by pac
i blew stock
i’m the next hov on the block
so when they try to corner me
i just jay walk
they like n-gg- stop, but i can’t though
no sleep, i’m vampin’
‘cause the flow intense
they would think that it’s campin’
‘cause i’m the best, period
prepare for the crampin’
it’s young free
i know it’s scary
my flow varies
the flow very legendary
these words your obituary
i think it’s funny
that you call yourself a visionary
‘cause while you flippin’ them birds
i bought the aviary

[hook: terry jones]
you’ve been struggling
oh you’ve been struggling
a long time
and you think you’ve got what it takes
to be a star
but low and behold, my friend
there’s a lot more to the game
than dice and chess pieces
‘cause for everyone to awake
there’s a eulogy to make
b-tches

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