Sifu Hotman - First Ave Funeral lyrics

[Verse 1: Guante] When I'm dead, find the richest man in Minneapolis And poison his dinner with my ashes Save a pinch and mix it with perfume And dab a little on your neck When you go out dancing [Verse 2: deM atlaS] It's getting darker with every second With every minute getting warmer Walking towards the light in hindsight I think i?? I could of done more but Its too late so forget it never mind It doesn't matter alright [Verse 3: Guante] When i am dead ?? epitaph every rap log And watch me go viral as i vanish With every MC i was better then Write a sh**ty song to commemorate my pa**ing That ain't a shot at nobody Some of my best friends are nobody's So full of pa**ion I know MCs you've never heard of Who are twice as talented as everyone you have And you mad but dammit you don't have to believe me Not a validation or ?? nobody's asking Its a mission to transcend these limits I can't be blacklisted from A scene i never visited [Verse 4: deM atlaS] Bunch of nuisances ?? is skittles and chemo ?? around they all want to eat you Just a piece of you You can have the left overs Cold shoulder so ?? You could swear that ?? ???? I don't get it I don't fit it No matter how hard i try to fit it ??? I get lost the despite tired eyes My jeans are tight Let me pull them down So you can see ??? I am the kid everybody loves And ??? [Verse 5: Guante] You know it do the math Map out the path you run though If a hundred thousand scum s**ing scene-sters love you Well no body really loves you And when i am dead Maybe they will claim to love me too I hope it's winter And theirs a blizzard And its cold out So they can wait in line For my first ave funeral My first time as a Headliner for a sold out [Verse 6: deM atlaS] Good luck (why) You're gonna need it Coming out the egg shell of hell Nothing can feed it Its a feeling Living with pain Living with joy The strife, the shame I learn to love it Like playing with a dog Smiling while you wrestle in the mud Dirt under the fingernails Cuts in the blood Sun and the shyness Sand in the dust Perfect, the sun is shining [Outro: Guante & deM atlaS] Yeah so put a hand up Even if your not at a show (put a hand up) Rocking headphones all alone (put a hand up) Midnight in your room at home (put a hand up) Snowy highway in the car (put a hand up) ??? (put a hand up) Cell phone speakers on a bus (put a hand up) Looks how this connect us (put your hands up) Boom box on a black top (put your hands up) Late night library laptop (put your hands up) Pre-show house music (put your hands up) If you can't live without music (put your hands up) For every one we have lost (put your hands up) For every one we have gain (sh**, put your hands up) Some day we will all die (put your hands up) But today is not that day So put a hand up