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letra de lol - six miller

yo yo yoh
ha hah
yeah, yeah, yeah…oh
let me see, okay
let’s begin with this

[laughs]

laughing at your funeral is what i do ‘cuz i don’t care
i don’t give a d-mn that others are crying ‘cuz this sh-t ain’t so sad
i don’t care what you were man, a good or worse or bad man
a dead rat or a doormat, you’re the same sh-t that i take less
useless, you’re a dead man, i’m gonna take your woman
in a moment, i’ma kiss her and put something inside her womb man
ohh yeah! the seed’ll turn out to be something so cool man
so you there, put that down you’re looking like a fool man
h-ll yeah, i hope you burn and cry in h-ll or heaven
haven’t you heard of what they call “the devil’s servant”?
seven’s my favorite number but you don’t need to know that
d-mn man, it’s all now starting to look like nine eleven
i’ma take my pants off sh-t on your grave and pee on your face man
i’ma crazy man insane mad delusional with a few or no brain cells
she sells sea sh-lls that you had but now you’re a dead man
who the h-ll am i talking to? you’re a dead man this is senseless

[laughs]

laughing at your sick grandmother while she’s lying on her death bed
it’s so sad to see her all shriveled up and dry and out of breath
what the h-ll, you think i care or give a heck about what i see jack?
send her to h-ll, send me some hash i’m hungry and do not want stress
alzheimer’s osteoporosis whatever she has is bad man
times up the curtain closes i can smell her death man
lungs dry so call moses and tell him to bring the medicine
he comes up we cover our noses we can see she going man
up up we see the ghosts coming to pick her soul man
he tries hard with all his notions but all we see is no hope man
dumb luck no motions now there’s n0body home man
i jump up with no emotions you can see i’m cold man
thumbs up to all this commotion i enjoy this man
i’m dried up i need some lotion something to put on my skin man
calm down i’ll bring some roses i still have some sweetness
but guess what? they’re dead roses that’s what you get from a sick man

[laughs]

insensitive is what you’re calling me but it doesn’t bother me
you’re hogging me haunting me boring me what the h-ll do you want from me?
honor me don’t bother me, switch it off i don’t want you calling me
confronting me is not an option so please, stop all the hollering
i talk alot of bull i don’t want any girl to come and fall for me
your business is falling g and it’s because of your commodity
i’m gonna be your next king, don’t argue with that it’s a prophecy
‘cuz all you see is a bunch of people spreading on me like margarine
cynical, clinical, lyrical and not so biblical
no reflection on the mirror but you can see i’m physical
a standup comedian that only performs at funerals
laughing at your whole crew, i don’t care what’s what or whose who
don’t stand next to me stupid go moan and cry at your mama
hot as h-ll but not hot enough to turn everything into summer
you’re bored man it’s a funeral, why don’t you smoke some ganja
light it up man smoke some ash your head will feel a bit lighter
don’t give a d-mn who’s dead your aunt or gran or dad or father
i just get up and dance and do the do-si-do or samba
no need to feel sad just get up from that seat and do the salsa
when i’m dead i want you all to laugh out loud like “ha hah!”

[laughs]

- six miller

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