(Intro)
Sitting at my man funeral (funeral)
Looking at his girl cry
Preacher saying he's a good man (good man)
Man, that's a fucking lie
I'm at my man funeral and I'm wearing all black
Wanna tell his mother that
Your son was a fucking rat
(Verse: Cam'ron)
I wish that I could be like
That's what I was hear ta say
For two years he wore a wire
So we all here today then I seen
His paper work it was hotter then
Tabasco an all I could think about
Was Donnie Brasco
I spit it out like tabacco
We gone have to kill em yo
Cause I'm more like the Sopranos, I'm talking Tony, Paulie, Sirio
Looking back it was lots of cream but circle back
This was not my dream
How ya man gone plot and scheme
With the government they lovin' it
Get shot on the scene
I'm cooler then Pac though
When he said 'man somebody shot Raheem'
I'm at my man funeral
I'm lookin' at his kids face
But he the one that did it to 'em
Man what a fucking waste
Then I see his baby mom, sayin' that she stay the strongest
I'm thinking like 'sure ya right'
She been fuckin' Tom for that longest
To think I went to school with 'em
I thought that I knew the fool
I really feel bad though
But that nigga knew the rule
Every meeting that we had
No snitching we stayed, he had me on fire now he getting cremated
He gotta leave earth yo we ain't doing burial
10 shots to the face mane
Oh kill 'em Terio
Be glade we did it this way cause my dawgs still bark
We gave him back to his his family
Instead of his would have been milk cart
Yeah you know that lost and found
Where they, never find shit
Ain't nobody see a damn thing that Stevie Wonder blind shit
But I'm at my man funeral
I'm at my man funeral
I'm at my man funeral
I'm at my man funeral