Young Zee - The Funeral (The Wake) lyrics

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Young Zee - The Funeral (The Wake) lyrics

[Intro: Denz One] I go by the name of Denz One From the Outsidaz... Joyce you ain't think we was going to let you get away with it Did you? Absolutely not. Yeah! Owwww! Come on! [Verse: Pace Won] If being boring was a contest, Royce would be a sure win If Hip Hop was champagne his would taste like urine And I'm certain that I'm fresher than him even when I'm slurring Drunk out on Clinton and Bergen, wearing a turban To me sitting through one of his songs is like a burden To the point, I want to spaz like Remy in Higher Learning To the point that water can't dose the fire burning It's his first night at "Fight Club" and I'm Tyler Durden I'll hoist Royce off the ground and rejoice! I'd rather hear a drippy faucet than the sound of his voice He better run bac to 9 mile and round up his boys But he don't got none! It's like they moved from out of Detroit To get away from him! Being around him is depressing And it's obvious he's suffering from fear of rejection After all he is out here mooching of a legend That I help make! It's like he's trying to steal my blessings If you are then you're a snake and it's a mongoose coming at you Matter fact you are a snake because you dissed when you ain't have to Now your value's been reduced to the market price of a cashew And working with you just became taboo and unnatural My home is now a no fly zone To come here?! You better put some more guys on And I swear when I catch you I'ma punch you in the gla**es Like rich and poor people we're in two different cla**es, Muthafu@ka!!! [Hook: Young Zee] Introducing Royce the fi-man f** that n***a name... f** this n***a name, man, f** that n***a name Introducing, man, f** that n***a name, f** this n***a name, man... [Verse 2: Young Zee] Man, Royce da five nine is way poorer than I'me Shady show, you ain't leavin tour with a dime Bad meets evil shoud've been man meets sweet dude Can't fool me, like you've been making cash like he do On that song half the people thought y'all raps was equal But I flashback, you was always trash to me though Seen the n***a kick the same verse forty five times Two hot bars, I start calling him Royce the five lines Click on Youtube, Me and Em used to abuse dude Verse was doo doo, whole New York about to boo you My style is flying high, Jet Li kicks Dark rhyme Sith, Jedi mind tricks is hybrid I'm test pilot, ship pirates, Jets, Giants Rocket science, defiliant where Left Eye went Black rich white kid, two black barbies on the back of a black Harley Left the after party, jackin off meat When its packed in Long Beach, off a long draw street out of swap meet Hoahhhhh... My songs drop skeet on a concrete Trust me, Bill Cosby must have drugged little Roycee I k** softly, real awfully, off of pills or E'eez You still real real corny Detroit Em try introduce us when I came He says Zee this is Roy - I said f** that n***a name! Hook: Young Zee Introducing Royce the fi-man, f** that n***a name... f** this n***a name, man, f** that n***a name Introducing, man, f** this n***a name, f** this n***a name, b**h f** this n***a name... [Wolfe from the film "The Education of Sonny Carson" (1974)] "He gots to die, he got...I got to take him off of here... I got to take them off of here, there's only one And that's me, you understand? s**a thinks he good s**a thinks he can whoop me And I know he can't whoop me and I Hey boy, the n***a whole style is chump..." Anybody got something to say speak on it