The Funeral

Niggas are in a state of emergency The death side, mirror damage of where we are today The life side a vision of where we need to go So sign your death certificate Fuck all, y'all Lisa got him Alright, on three, one, two, three Come on brothers we gotta walk this way Can't believe it man The homeboy, hey, open that door Open it, alright 'right We've come together by God's demand Whether it be for life or death Well, this morning, it's over the mourning Of one of our little brothers This brother was a good brother He didn't get into an excessive amount of trouble But it's one thing, it's one thing, it's one thing He was the wrong nigga to fuck with --- The Funeral - Ice Cube