Paroles:
Funeral For A Friend Drive On

you've had enough of these useless sunsets [Chorus] This could be a movie and this could be our final line We don't need these happy endings This could be a

a couple thousand of them Georges They call me funeral they call us [? ] Face on point they should call us swordfish He got a gang of money You can't stop his drive

] Ah hold up wait a second, Let me think for a second [Lil' Boosie:] Red Bandana, Red Lexus Top notch nigga hoes call me black & sexy Top notch whip on

fire power it's a slaughter We bust caps on your awake at the funeral parlour You get the short end of the stick Rollin with a click and the way we role

and drank them dry. Beer and tequila. I've always been a thrill seeker. But thrills are a dime a dozen these days. And I found a dime in the gutter today

daddy drives an old gas guzzla fuck watchin roaches tryina climb out my bath tub I was a hard head tryina be a drug lord slow my roll nah homie what the fuck for

Original lyrics Prelude I) hector storms the wall See my chariot run to your ships I'll drive you back to the sea You came her for gold the wall will

now Then a small voice said on to me ?If you promise to stop drinking? I surrendered on that day And for 10 years, I?ve been straight You saved me,

Ones for those on the dead end street hustlin hard to make all they ends meet I hope one day I see yo benz creep watch for the jealousy that most friends