Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Funerals & Caskets, artist - Reel Wolf.
Date of issue: 12.06.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Funerals & Caskets |
The maniac in black on the attack with a full pack strapped inside my fucking |
knapsack |
I got a black gat ready to blast cats and fast track them to they death just |
like Amtrak |
I be ditchin' this mission the competition be spittin' |
This vision splittin' with accurate composition |
So don’t be dissin' a bitch and when you be snitchin' you’re wishin' that you |
could go acquisition a pot to piss in |
I hope he listen I’m fixin' to put a bitch in a ditch and backfill that shift |
with heavy liftin' |
So listen to where it’s at you best to step the fuck back |
'Cause when my killers attack we bringin' aluminum bats and puttin' two in you |
cats |
I’m fuckin' through with you rats |
I got a feeling that that’s gonna touch my homies from flats |
'Cause you know when we rap that we be spittin' the truth |
You wanna come test my skills? |
I fuckin' call you a goon |
Ashes to ashs murder for the masses |
Blackn out the sun it’s funerals and caskets |
Ashes to ashes murder for the masses |
Blacken out the sun it’s funerals and caskets |
Ashes to ashes murder for the masses |
Blacken out the sun it’s funerals and caskets |
Ashes to ashes murder for the masses |
Blacken out the sun it’s funerals and caskets |
When I blast you will see where your ass sits is a rat |
I murder just for fun bitch you never heard of that |
'Cause the feeling of the hunt makes me wanna murder tracks |
The predator response is triggered when you run |
So I’m thinkin' of revealin' the concealing of this gun |
Your brains are on the ceiling when I’m peelin' back your cap |
'Cause a villain with no feelings what you seein' in this rap |
A fuckin' jungle cat in his natural habitat |
Feed my family with your flesh but I’m leavin' off the fat |
I’m not even the runt or the leader of the pack |
I’m the killer in the middle that’ll hit 'em from the back |
Or even in the front if you comin' through the sun |
Imma yam your fuckin' food yeah I’m here to eat your lunch |
I beat you like a bully when I beat you to the punch |
Because you ain’t even full you got some people or a hunch |
Ashes to ashes murder for the masses |
Blacken out the sun it’s funerals and caskets |
Ashes to ashes murder for the masses |
Blacken out the sun it’s funerals and caskets |
Ashes to ashes murder for the masses |
Blacken out the sun it’s funerals and caskets |
Ashes to ashes murder for the masses |
Blacken out the sun it’s funerals and caskets |
Seen B the OG dark rapper |
I don’t know you so don’t talk or I’ll slap you |
Mad laughter like I was the Mad Hatter |
See visions in blood when I’m lookin' at splatter |
Life after throw wack shit like pass you |
I squeeze the fuckin' air out your lungs like I was asthma |
Like Bad Santa always truncate the fall |
With the bad drinker face bringin' liquor to my car |
Can nothing hit quicker than the liquor when it’s raw? |
Ain’t nobody missin' send some bitches and some whores |
Sorry if I’m dissin' but I’m hearin' the applause |
Ain’t nobody snitchin' the condition and the clause |
If I hear you ditchin' I will make your heart pause |
We like to break rules and we like to break laws |
Put the pedal to the metal without pedals in my draws |
'Cause I’m pedaling the metal they won’t sell you in the stores |
Ashes to ashes murder for the masses |
Blacken out the sun it’s funerals and caskets |
Ashes to ashes murder for the masses |
Blacken out the sun it’s funerals and caskets |
Ashes to ashes murder for the masses |
Blacken out the sun it’s funerals and caskets |
Ashes to ashes murder for the masses |
Blacken out the sun it’s funerals and caskets |