Lyrics Funeral Music - Young Buck
The
business
is
entertainment
And
what
entertain
the
customers
is
the
sight
of
blood
Cam,
I
mean,
I
was
bein′
nice
to
him,
okay,
I'll
get
him
You
***
should
worship
the
ground
I
walk
on
I
make
mills
off
the
tracks
I
talk
on,
it′s
kingpin
50,
don't
call
me,
***,
I
don't
wanna
talk
it
out
The
***
will
hit
your
leg,
go
on
and
walk
it
out
I
see
it
clear,
you
tryin′
to
sabotage
Jimmy
See
what
happens
when
you
talk
after
sippin′
the
Henny?
I'll
send
Haitian
***
at
you,
yeah,
sak
pase
Zoe
pound
***,
they
don′t
play
Buck
***
***
on
camera
and
it's
okay
′Cause
my
money
make
my
lawyers
make
the
***
go
away
Attempted
***,
get
a
year
on
probation
Cam,
are
you
clear
what
you
facin'?
You
must
ain′t
hear
me,
I
done
told
you,
I'm
a
boss
I'm
eatin′
good
but
I
ain′t
chubby
like
Ricky
Ross
Word
on
the
street
is
that
50's
not
Jay
And
Cam
better
stay
out
of
his
way
Everything′s
cooler
than
a
fan
till
you
rolled
on
Have
you
in
the
I.C.U.,
tryin'
to
hold
on
***
in
the
waitin′
room,
been
waitin'
so
long
Till
they
hear
the
flat
line,
the
doc
say,
he′s
gone,
he's
gone
That's
***
up
When
they
say
he′s
gone
He
dead
Well,
he
knew
that
could
happen,
***
with
the
kid
This
is
graveyard
music
right
here,
ya
dig?
This
is
not
competition,
this
is
***
Career
endin′,
mind
bendin',
Southside,
ya
finished
Now
look,
***
laughin′
at
Cam,
down
on
Lennox
They
heard
what
he
did
but
they
don't
know
why
he
did
it
I
have
eighty
of
them
boys
with
black
flags
Come
through
with
black
***
And
have
you
***
zipped
up
in
black
bags
For
a
second
he
was
hot,
now
he
cold
I
apply
pressure
on
***
until
they
fold
But
never
mind
me,
man,
that′s
just
how
I
be
The
game
got
me
trained,
they
call
me
the
hustle
man
And
like
fame,
my
style
will
live
forever
They
thought
I
crossover
'cause
they
don′t
know
no
better
I
think
they
think
I'm
laxed
now
'cause
I
got
the
cheddar
Till
I
return
back
***,
trust
me,
it′s
nothin′
Everything's
cooler
than
a
fan
till
you
rolled
on
Have
you
in
the
I.C.U.,
tryin′
to
hold
on
***
in
the
waitin'
room,
been
waitin′
so
long
Till
they
hear
the
flat
line,
the
doc
say,
he's
gone,
he′s
gone
When
they
say
he's
gone
It
shouldn't
have
to
be
like
this,
man
Dipset,
Cam,
stay
up,
I′m
not
gonna
destroy
Dipset
Just
gotta
make
changes,
from
now
on,
Jimmy′s
the
boss
of
Dipset
And
Juelz
is
the
capo,
he's
gone
Cam′s
demoted
to
soldier,
we
like
Jimmy
better
anyway
Ballin',
come
on,
man
What′s
the
last
Cam
joint
you
liked?
Computers
computin',
boogity,
boobity,
he′s
gone
Cameron,
you
better
learn
how
to
talk
to
me,
oh
1 Push Em Back
2 Say It to My Face
3 Say It to My Face
4 Buss Yo' Head
5 I Ain't Fucking wit U!
6 Buck the World
7 Slow Ya Roll
8 Hold On
9 Hold On
10 Pocket Full of Paper
11 Pocket Full of Paper
12 Haters
13 U Ain't Goin Nowhere
14 Money Good
15 Puff Puff Pass
16 Puff Puff Pass
17 4 Kings
18 I Know You Want Me
19 Funeral Music
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