Funeral Music lyrics

Artist  : 50 Cent 
Song : Funeral Music



 Send "Funeral Music" Ringtone to your Cell 

 The business is entertainment

And what entertain the customers is the sight of
blood

Cam, I mean, I was bein' nice to him, okay, I'll
get him



You *** should worship the ground I walk on

I make mills off the tracks I talk on, it's
kingpin

50, don't call me, ***, I don't wanna talk it
out

The *** will hit your leg, go on and walk it
out



I see it clear, you tryin' to sabotage Jimmy

See what happens when you talk after sippin' the
Henny?

I'll send Haitian *** at you, yeah, sak pase

Zoe pound ***, they don't play



Buck *** *** on camera and it's okay

'Cause my money make my lawyers make the *** go
away

Attempted ***, get a year on probation

Cam, are you clear what you facin'?



You must ain't hear me, I done told you, I'm a
boss

I'm eatin' good but I ain't chubby like Ricky
Ross

Word on the street is that 50's not Jay

And Cam better stay out of his way



Everything's cooler than a fan till you rolled
on

Have you in the I.C.U., tryin' to hold on

*** in the waitin' room, been waitin' so long

Till they hear the flat line, the doc say, he's
gone, he's gone

That's *** up

When they say he's gone

He dead



Well, he knew that could happen, *** with the
kid

This is graveyard music right here, ya dig?

This is not competition, this is ***

Career endin', mind bendin', Southside, ya
finished



Now look, *** laughin' at Cam, down on Lennox

They heard what he did but they don't know why he
did it

I have eighty of them boys with black flags

Come through with black ***

And have you *** zipped up in black bags



For a second he was hot, now he cold

I apply pressure on *** until they fold

But never mind me, man, that's just how I be

The game got me trained, they call me the hustle
man



And like fame, my style will live forever

They thought I crossover 'cause they don't know
no better

I think they think I'm laxed now 'cause I got the
cheddar

Till I return back ***, trust me, it's nothin'



Everything's cooler than a fan till you rolled
on

Have you in the I.C.U., tryin' to hold on

*** in the waitin' room, been waitin' so long

Till they hear the flat line, the doc say, he's
gone, he's gone

When they say he's gone

It shouldn't have to be like this, man



Dipset, Cam, stay up, I'm not gonna destroy
Dipset

Just gotta make changes, from now on, Jimmy's the
boss of Dipset

And Juelz is the capo, he's gone

Cam's demoted to soldier, we like Jimmy better
anyway



Ballin', come on, man

What's the last Cam joint you liked?

Computers computin', boogity, boobity, he's
gone

Cameron, you better learn how to talk to me, oh