Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Funeral Director, artist - Kool Keith. Album song Thee Undertakerz, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2007
Record label: Indie Power
Song language: English
The Funeral Director |
I’m here with the Funeral Director |
Mmmm-hmm |
He wants to tell people about, a lot of his records |
Mmmm-hmm! |
And the way he conducts his, churchs and stuff like that |
I bury bodies |
I stick catheters, in their chest cavities |
I keep things moving |
I don’t mind burying, I don’t mind undertaking |
Yes I will be your Funeral, Director |
The Funeral Director |
The Funeral Director |
See I walk the urban streets |
Bloodthirsty with spit drippin from my teeth |
Black werewolf on the loose chewin ligaments |
Only human without no beef |
My next victim just might be you |
The Undatakerz, East West coast bodybaggers |
Draggin bodies up and down the block around the clock |
Before the doc, toe tag 'em |
Funeral Director slash bodies, leave 'em cut up in a blender |
Whether it’s John or Brenda, Sal or Glenda |
Anybody corpse we dismember |
See God made me this way, gave me this distemper |
I was born with the intent to kill |
Feelin no emotion when the body drops |
Actually the, sight of death, just might make me thrill |
I love to watch flesh peel |
Take the picture of you when you take yo' last breath |
Tryin to gasp for more air without no energy left |
Orderlies move for death |
Let your life go, let your life go, breathe slow |
Let your life go, breathe slow |
Let your life go, breathe slow |
Just let your life go and breathe slow |
I will bury you |
I have no problem, with putting you in the ground |
Pulling up my truck, putting your casket… inside, my hearse |
Driving it up, to the graveyard |
M-Balmer got a style that is versatile |
Blowin up the room, make the crowd go wild |
So have a smoke, not a cap |
Now who not not not not not now |
Let’s see how many MC’s jock my flow |
Two thousand and ten, I’ll be a legend though |
Still keepin up the flow |
Fluid runnin through my soul, make me grow |
Cause I’m instructable and I’m invincible |
We have, platinum coffins, to put you in |
You can believe, you will not, be coming back |
Ha, ha ha, hahahahaha |
Ah-hahahahahahaha |
Ah-ahahahahahahaha |
Ah-ahahahahahahahahahahaha |
Ahhh. |