Funeral Parlor

[Intro]
Yeah, Capo
Yeah, shout on mic and just run out of breath
Dem man don't sound live on the set
I said shout on mic and just run out of breath

[Verse]
Yo, yeah, I sat down and I thought to myself
"Eh, Caps, are you mental?"
For my man's trash EP
You just giving out Red Bull (bare energy)
All these tweets on Twitter
And the timing's coincidental
But fuck that, I roll two skengs
Man will get a head full
Yo, yeah, what's Ghetts gonna say
When his hypeman's dead?
Who you gonna call for the shows?
Dem man are residents in plus more cuh
That's all you've been this year
Every tune that you've done
Got thrown in the bin this year
A quick feature, that's all you've been this year
When it comes to recording trash
Dem man fill out the bin this year
How many raves have you been this year?
I've been booked for a tune that you've done this year
And dem man talk about one this year
I might dash dem man a spare lung this year
Dem man talk about bull in where?
Sixteen bar? You ain't finished one this year
You better have food in the trap
Cuh there's no way you can get paid from rap
Talking to me
You valued your EP at half a ki
That's three bags, maybe two-eight
Depends on the link, never had a trending link
Never heard a flow so off
Even acapella, you don't make sense
Fuck the decks and the mixer for now
Cuh me, I've got a bar that'll wheel up your face
Dem man are rubbed out, let me explain
Remixed my tune for his own campaign
Rinse FM show, the Christmas one
I said the real if everyting got taped
And I was in East, bro, how do you feel?
Buried in your backyard, how do you feel?
True, I jumped in the game this year
But I overlapped you, how do you feel?
Man can't ask me to be no hypeman
But you said yes, how do you feel?
You was spitting in E3 back in the day
But nobody cared, how do you feel?
My tune "Liff" gets played in the dance
Your remix don't, how do you feel?
15k SoundCloud plays
You got four bills, how do you feel?
Come out the way when I'm serving kills
Bars and flow, that's murdering still
Mind you get liff out your German wheels
Come against me, man are learning skills
You've been spraying for like half of your life
The highlight in your career was Risky Roadz 1
And if it weren't that time, it was the time
When you said Capo Lee and got yourself put to bed
Can't scare me with all the greaze and shouting
Back in the day, you was out here howling
Your air in the game and the stress was mounting
You against me? Don't climb that mountain
Feds wanna take bare pics of your corpse
Like it's Monty Gobay when they visit the fountain
I'm mad in the game, you've gone mad with the game
Shower man down, have him splashing in rain
Merry Christmas