| What you know about cemetery walks?
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| Cemetery talks to the gravestone but the gravestone don’t talk
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| I’m alone with my thoughts
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| 'Member that day up in court, got sent down
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| Now I’m doin' tours, from the porch to the Porsche
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| Last hug with my mum was in the morgue
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| No carriage, no horse
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| I was broke then
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| Only done what I could afford
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| Real to the core
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| Yeah, we give thanks to the Lord
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| Straight pain, another page from this article
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| Memory lane in this article
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| Chapter one, with my mum in the carnival
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| Chapter two, back to school days
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| I had to make a belt from a shoelace
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| But now my jewels bust down, Thotiana, like I’m Blueface
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| Doomsday every Tuesday (What?)
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| HMP with a roommate (For real)
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| Pictures on the wall stuck with toothpaste (Of my daughter)
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| Chapter three, flashbacks to '08
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| Family’s nice, no one’s died, yeah, it’s all great (Nice)
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| I know you want more, here’s chapter four, how did I get by? |
| (How?)
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| Three months between my mum and dad died
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| Yeah, my melon was fried, I was really outside
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| How the fuck did I survive?
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| I’ma tell you in chapter five
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| What you know about cemetery walks?
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| Cemetery talks to the gravestone but the gravestone don’t talk
|
| I’m alone with my thoughts
|
| 'Member that day up in court, got sent down
|
| Now I’m doin' tours, from the porch to the Porsche
|
| Last hug with my mum was in the morgue
|
| No carriage, no horse
|
| I was broke then
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| Only done what I could afford
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| Real to the core
|
| Yeah, we give thanks to the Lord
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| Chapter five, I was sleepin' in a robbed car
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| Why? |
| Because they repossessed my mum’s yard
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| Had metal 'round me like a scrapyard
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| Up early in the morning, had to trap hard (Yeah, I did)
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| Chapter six, not a pot to piss (Facts)
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| No crib, no money, I was beggin' lifts (Mad)
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| Lick a move, blow, chase, bare adrenaline (Gone)
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| Nowhere to stay at night, I was dreading it
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| Chapter seven, is there a place really called Heaven?
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| Cah if there is, why did you take my queen from my present? |
| (Why did ya?)
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| Chapter eight, when your fam hates
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| They’d rather see you in a bad place
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| They hate behind your back but they smile up in your damn face (That's fake)
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| Chapter nine, I ask God for blessings
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| More lessons and he locked off a whole section
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| Chapter ten, I can’t wait to see my mum again
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| What you know about cemetery walks?
|
| Cemetery talks to the gravestone but the gravestone don’t talk
|
| I’m alone with my thoughts
|
| 'Member that day up in court, got sent down
|
| Now I’m doin' tours, from the porch to the Porsche
|
| Last hug with my mum was in the morgue
|
| No carriage, no horse
|
| I was broke then
|
| Only done what I could afford
|
| Real to the core
|
| Yeah, we give thanks to the Lord
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| This pain brought anthems (Pain)
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| Fame still a madness
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| How the fuck am I unhappy in a mansion? |
| (How?)
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| Mum ain’t ever saw success, she was stressed from the badness
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| I said this fame still a madness
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| This pain brought anthems (Pain)
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| Fame still a madness
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| How the fuck am I unhappy in a mansion? |
| (How?)
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| Mum ain’t ever saw success, she was stressed from the badness
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| I said this fame still a madness |