50 Cent - Funeral Music lyrics

(Sample Intro:)

The Business is entertainment

And what entertain the customers is the sight of blood

(Intro:) 50 Cent

Cam I mean, I was bein nice to him, Ok I'll get him

(Verse 1:)

You niggas should worship the ground I walk on

I make mills off the tracks I talk on (It's king-pin)

50 don't call me nigga I don't wanna talk it out

The 40 cal'll hit yo' leg go on and walk it out

I see it clear you tryin to sabotage Jimmy

See what happens when you talk after sippin the Henny?

I'll send Haitian niggas at you yeah sak pase?

Zoe pound niggas they don't play

Buck stabbin niggas on camera and it's ok

Cause my money make my lawyers make the shit go away

Attempted murder, get a year on probation

Cam are you clear what you facin'?

You must ain't hear me, I done told you I'm a boss

I'm eatin good but I ain't chubby like Ricky Ross

Word on the street is, 50's not Jay

And Cam better stay out of his way

(Chorus:)

Everything's cooler than a fan till you rolled on

Have you in the I.C.U. tryin to hold on

Niggas in the waitin room been waitin so long

Till they hear the flatline the doc say he's gone, he's gone (Ha ha, that's fucked up!)

When they say he's gone (Ah ha, ah ha, ah ha, he dead)

(Verse 2:)

Well he knew that could happen fuckin with the kid

This is graveyard music right here ya dig?

This is not competition this is murder

Career endin, mind bendin, Southside ya finished

Now look niggas laughin at Cam down on Lennox

They heard what he did but they don't know why he did it

I have eighty of them boys with black flags,

come through with black mags

And have you niggas zipped up in black bags

For a second he was hot now he cold

I apply pressure on niggas until they fold

But never mind me, man that's just how it be

The game got me trained they call me the hustle man

And like fame, my style will live forever

They thought I crossover, cause they don't know no better

I think they think I'm laxed now cause I got the cheddar

Till I return back bustin trust me it's nothin (Ohhh!)

(Chorus:)

Everything's cooler than a fan till you rolled on

Have you in the I.C.U. tryin to hold on (Hold On)

Niggas in the waitin room been waitin so long (Ha Ha!!!)

Till they hear the flatline the doc say he's gone, he's gone

When they say he's gone

(It shouldn't have to be like this man!)

(Outro:)

DipSet! Cam stay up! I'm not gonna destroy DipSet...

Just gotta make changes, from now on, Jimmy's the boss,

of DipSet!

And Juelz is the Capo (He's gone) Cam's demoted to soldier...

We like Jimmy better anyway!! Ballin'! Come on man

What's the last Cam joint you liked?

Computers computin

Boogity boobity, Hahahahahaha! (He's gone)

Cameron, you better learn how to talk to me! Ohhhh!!