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letra de funeral - alla xul elu & super famous fun time guys

[verse 1: billy obey &lee carver]
show up at a funeral and beat your dead grandma’s ass
(no! no! not granny!) (take that, grandma!)
i got one fist in her f-nny
tongue cherry stem tying a knot in her panties
now, bill, why would you do that to the elderly?
you’re right, i should, uh, respect my elders, lee
nah, for real, though, you know what i mean
before i said peace, i fl!cked her bean

[verse 2: lee carver]
i jam chattering t–th inside of your corpse
stash two dead bodies inside of a horse
costumed front room at your local parlor
i’m doing keg stands in the parking lot, i’m going harder
than the loss that your family’s taking
making out with grieving widows, and they won’t stop shaking
bro, this funеral gets a five-star rating
so chill, and the food’s banging, thеre’s no complaining

[chorus]
it might seem unusual (it might seem unusual)
we put the fun in funeral (we put the fun in funeral)
the end’s abrupt, so fill your cup
celebrate, let’s go, ’cause you’re dead as f-ck
it might seem unusual
we put the fun in funeral
[verse 3: whipstick]
so i rsvped asap to the funeral
kickin’ back front row, your wife is lookin’ beautiful
finna shoot my shot, let’s go, it’s what you would’ve wanted
so i’m stuffin’ that m-ffin like i’m just frontin’ like i’m checkin’ coats
it’s time to pour another for the homies passed
only cats that’s underground that’s livin’ in a broken past
the fun is never endin’ when the tux is black
it’s time to pour another for the homies passed and throw it back

[verse 4: joe black]
welcome to my funeral, this motherf-cker bussin’
there won’t be no f-ckin’, but thanks for comin’ (get it?)
ain’t no eulogy, we skippin’ all of that sh-t
i want a fat chick dancin’ on my casket (oh yeah)
i know i’m dead, and it’s probably all the same
but y’all better do the wave like a baseball game (at least once)
by the way, they buried me nude
but the joke’s on you, my coffin’s see-through (that’s my d-ck)

[verse 5: mr. 8 legz]
went in a purple suit, pockets full of confetti, i’m ready
pull up lookin’ sharper than the bl–dy machete
that brought us here today, it’s weird to say
but he was lame as f-ck while he was alive, that really ain’t appear to change
let’s spruce this b-tch up ’cause the mood here sucks
i brought a double deuce and plus i’m super zooted as f-ck
so you can either do a line, we can loosen you up
or i can plant one in your mind, join your buddy soon enough
[outro: billy obey, mr. 8 legz]
ah!
ah! god d-mn it, bill, you f-ckin’ assh0l-
ha ha ha ha ha!

- alla xul elu super famous fun time guys

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