Louis V

Louis V - The Burial lyrics

rate me

Yeah, it’s lizzie killer, aka mister lavey fay

You love my style, cause I’m on fire

Like a nigga on a loud on a paper plate

Pick your thumb, it’s safe to say

If I ain’t number one, I’ma pave the way

If I ain’t number one, I’ma go get the gun

I’ma put it to your lung, I’ma make em pay

Damn, I try to be cool cause they tell me

Bein violent ain’t sellin

But everytime I pick up the mike

Wanna tell em what I did to his melon

What they don’t know for sure

I’m about to blow like mount saint helens

When I drop double shots of sirock in the spot

What we got is a house full of felons

Yeah, and we all thugs, love for the baseball

We all cous, some us here from the 253

But everybody still got cr blood

206, 425, 360, 509,

You know that we ball I got love for you all

When they killed my dog, the shit thawed my pride

Rest to peace to the rest beneath

Niggas want beef let the paper speak

Niggas gonn eat when I bless the streets

Cause a nigga finally figured out the recipe

Fiends always lookin for the less to cheap

Louie v called and I press repeat

Dreams of the ..you can’t mess with me

And my team is the nigga standing next to me

[Hook]

Let me welcome y’all to the burial

Kill em that day turn up the stereo

As we blowing up the sky skrit bro

Funeral, funeral, funeral, funeral

Let me welcome y’all to the burial

Kill em that day turn up the stereo

As we blowing up the sky skrit bro

Funeral, funeral, funeral, funeral

Who the fuck those coppers do

Relocate, I ain’t gotta move

Fuck the rest I’m the hottest dude

So fresh ...prada smooth

You rappers is not you do

Hoe teller, all my pockets do

You tryina so hard, you haters wanna knock this dude

Fuck it, I’m too hard to break,

No lifestyle, too hard to shake

No trial too hard to face

No smile too hard to make

Money too long, need a larger safe

Thing just gonn bring harder hate

This year just got harder stakes

Cia can’t guard the safe

Bia I hard attacke

Shit I just said heart attack

My grind you gone on to that

Your career, I thought of that

Adidas I brought her back

Genius shit I thought of that

Me fell in is not a fact

You tellin you for the rap

My cd I’m junkin that

Make sure that they bargain at

I’m ballin, I’m hoggin at

That’s your girl, I’m all in that

Hang up, I ain’t callin back

Girk you know I’m all that

Unless you in solving facts

Plus you small for that to pack, I’m gone!

[Hook]

Let me welcome y’all to the burial

Kill em that day turn up the stereo

As we blowing up the sky skrit bro

Funeral, funeral, funeral, funeral

Let me welcome y’all to the burial

Kill em that day turn up the stereo

As we blowing up the sky skrit bro

Funeral, funeral, funeral, funeral

Always fascinated with real,

Gunnin for start em just like, I’ma kill

In men, men down, whenever that louie blows

Cause you cuttin out of point like a ...

My catalog got me out of advantage

Just sittin on shit like a babe, you bad parents

Like them fuck trucks happens it’s my headstate

Fuckin the pussy niggas up minus the bedshake

Airplane mode!

Respect the game, I said it in every setting

So please respect the name

Seeing red like the sun through my eye lids

Foreign killers and hustlers go on the high bridge

Salute to all the dead soldiers...

More shakers drag, the more I feel insane

I’m addicted to killn nigga, novocaine!

[Hook]

Let me welcome y’all to the burial

Kill em that day turn up the stereo

As we blowing up the sky skrit bro

Funeral, funeral, funeral, funeral

Let me welcome y’all to the burial

Kill em that day turn up the stereo

As we blowing up the sky skrit bro

Funeral, funeral, funeral, funeral.

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