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pennies - 212ceilingface lyrics

[intro]

(black black black black black black funeral funeral)
(black black black black black black funeral funeral)
(black black black black black black funeral funeral)
(black black black black black black funeral funeral)

yeah i’m like penny proud smoking black and milds yeah

[verse]
yeah, i’m like penny proud smoking black and milds
white walls don’t know what i’m talking bout
got a problem with my head b*tch i bang it out
just want my sister to move out the south
if anything happen to the kids i’m spraying
know you still do a little dirt i’m paying
back door that n*gga when he think he all good
might as well take a n*gga’s sh*t give it to the hood yeah
you ain’t wealthy but you richer than me
but you still a rookie to me
no, you ain’t wealthy, but you richer than me yeah
i saw you last week i’m at your funeral g uh huh

[refrain]
saw you last week i’m at your funеral g uh huh
saw you last week i’m at your funeral g uh huh
saw you last week i’m at your funeral g uh huh
saw you last week i’m at your funeral
[verse]
wе gon maul his ass
turning n*ggas to opp packs
he was gonna pick his daughter up
yeah, now she real sad
shot that n*gga in his face yeah yeah
f*ck that girl daddy
i can’t find my hammer
now i’m trippin
now i’m trippin
got strange fruit stains left on my dishes
i don’t give a f*ck little n*gga i’m with it
i don’t give a f*ck little n*gga this business
i don’t give a f*ck who you talking to listen
yeah, they cracking up at the race riots
cousin died, but at least he got the foamposites
his mama crying in my ear
like d*mn lady
don’t you think i want them n*ggas dead too?
i’d put 50 on his head right now
but my brother went and spent the night downtown
got his ass beat cause he bang the wrong crowd
what the f*ck you wearing black for n*gga?
you should back it up
like them uncle tom’s told you ain’t no acting up
in the grave my n*gga you looked back enough
forget the slaves my n*gga
parking lot pimping for the risk take
jake’s finna shut it down give mama a headache
praying for the jailbreak p*ssy boy you dead weight
but you still my namesake so i gotta treat you like my cellmate
f*ck i’m just sick of black funerals
got forces picking up grass stains
little n*gga i can show you how your dad bang
wrap another n*gga up a link to the chain
i got hate in my veins
thinking why god wanna make it like this
put that little bible down let’s take a trip
for revenge forget all the worship

- 212ceilingface lyrics

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