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Funeral It Wasn T Me It Was The Dog

. But now the hypochondriac attacks you. We're slicing the wrist of the hand that slapped us. You thought I did it, but it wasn't me. It was us

't know where it came from but it just stuck with us we was always brothers never thought about eachothers skin colours til one day we was walking up the block in the summer it was

straight up if it wasn't for cats like me For real and I am not bullshittin If it wasn't for cats like me you wouldn't be in the rec In the door and I

time I won't be wagging my tail for one good reason It has to be a crime This dog house never was the place for me Runner up and second best just ain't

I don't burn Was a hard headed nigga and nope I don't learn Saw the truth but chose to ignore it wasn't goin for it My nigga had to give it to me (AHH

air Cause if you don't care, than we don't care See I, ain't givin a fuck, quit pressin your luck Untouchable, branded unfuckable So keep me in this cage

schooling you Hope they ain't fooling you It's too late to wait till the wake Or the funeral We say no to godlessness Hasn't the grace been given Haven't

I don?t burn Was a hard headed nigga and nope I don?t learn Saw the truth but chose to ignore it wasn?t goin for it My nigga had to give it to me (AHH

't know where it came from but it just stuck with us We was always brothers Never thought about eachothers skin colours Til one day we was walking up the block in the summer It was