Stitches – The Funeral Lyrics

The Funeral by Stitches (Wifisfuneral Diss)

Your don’t dirt on my name
I don’t dirt on your grave
Soon as I pulled out that chapter I shoot you in your face
Used up
50 cent get the strip strip strip strip strip strip
When I’m shooting that gun I never cover up my face
This is done I don’t rave
When I’m shooting that gun I never cover up my face
Free take care
You go make me do a race

Murder [?]
This pussy rapper is my son
I may have the kill them
‘Cause I’m dome
He tried to [?] and he got jump
How you get bit of by your own Things
I ain’t never feel you know me
See I’m the motherfucker you know me
And you used motherfucker hold me
Y’all need to kill me
You know this ain’t feel me
purely I have pussy niggas Neil me
I don’t (?) setup
I tell you guys shot up
[?]
Pull my face on the white teeth
For dinners need take to [?]
[?]
Every time that I’m losing my mind
I guess you been call me a criminal
was I let A.K boom
Now you got a bullet [?] one in your chest and one in your [?]
My gun automatic I just let it blow

Your don’t dirt on my name
I don’t dirt on your grave
Soon as I pulled out that chapter I shoot you in your face
Used up
50 cent get the strip strip strip strip strip strip
When I’m shooting that gun I never cover up my face
This is done I don’t rave
When I’m shooting that gun I never cover up my face
Free take care
You go make me do a race

Fuck you and your dog’s
You (?) boy was mine
I can make the turn on you For a damn
I’m crippin’ why you sleeping on my demon
I’ve think that I get off when I see people bleeding
So tell me now make the decision
See I’m your daddy your nickel mission
[?] punk you, little boy
Here is a happy meal, enjoy the toy
See I’m a manic, [?]
If ever see, I let her in
Fuck your bitch, she suck my dick
As a [?] use a bitch

Your don’t dirt on my name
I don’t dirt on your grave
Soon as I pulled out that chapter I shoot you in your face
Used up
50 cent get the strip strip strip strip strip strip
When I’m shooting that gun I never cover up my face
This is done I don’t rave
When I’m shooting that gun I never cover up my face
Free take care
You go make me do a race

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