Frzy - Eulogy lyrics

[Hook: Terry Jones] Ladies and gentlemen Please wipe the tears from your eyes This is the eulogy A time not only to remember The pa**ing of a few But to give bars To these motherf**ers too [Verse 1: Frzy] Last name Lose First name Never Splinter with the cheddar Treat them haters like Shredder Better find a n***a better never The whole world want a piece Shoot like Metta Fella, try ya luck Better duck ‘cause them bullets come Like a nut for a s*ut What the f** Them shells'll make ‘em roll Like a armadillo So on they d**h bed I leave a mint on the pillow I'm so Willow Just because I got the whip here Push there, shift gear Disappear, no fear This here, only got two chairs And I ain't talking bottoms up Like a rear in the air And that's only if you talking me in a Lear Just got a check in And I ain't need Four Square Got four chicks here And they ain't pay for airfare And one just got a facial And she ain't here for skin care Man I bet you wish you was here Yeah I'm so sure That I'm underneath a beach chair Tell them haters ‘take care' Hope they got healthcare My pa**port gets stamps Like it's on welfare Don't you love the smell of warfare I can keep doing this Until they say it ain't fair Man I swear I don't really care What the f** I hear ‘Cause now I'm over you pussies Like pubic hair [Hook: Terry Jones] d**h is but a choice of destiny And a last argument with life We blame the past for not being What we think the future desires So sit back and ask yourself Are you as good as you could be Well after hearing this I think probably not [Verse 2: Frzy] First name Won't Last name Stop, I'm hot Only Carrot Top got more props I not, for all the bullsh** ya'll talk Either give me space Or stay the f** in the airlock They talk all about the sh** I lack But they go Hussein For the dough I rack They try to dictate With a whack a** mix tape I never run it back Like I'm too out of shape Man I'm great I feel like these bars is for Kate ‘cause this TLC is for the kids I ate Back in the battles When they used to ride my Ass like a straddle I would raise the stakes Turn a calf to a cattle Now they rattled ‘cause Brenda had a baby And that boy hot sh**, it was even talked about by Pac I blew stock I'm the next Hov on the block So when they try to corner me I just jay walk They like n***a stop, but I can't though No sleep, I'm vampin' ‘cause the flow intense They would think that it's campin' ‘Cause I'm the best, period Prepare for the crampin' It's Young Free I know it's scary My flow varies The flow very legendary These words your obituary I think it's funny That you call yourself a visionary ‘Cause while you flippin' them birds I bought the aviary [Hook: Terry Jones] You've been struggling Oh you've been struggling A long time And you think you've got what it takes To be a star But low and behold, my friend There's a lot more to the game Than dice and chess pieces ‘Cause for everyone to awake There's a eulogy to make b*tchES