50 Cent Funeral Music (Camron Diss) Lyrics
            [50 talking]
        
            Cam, I mean, I was being nice to him
        
            okay, I get him
        
            [50 rapping]
        
            You ni**as should worship the ground I walk on
        
            I make mills on the tracks I talk on
        
            50, don't call me ni**a, I don't wanna talk it out,
        
            the .40 cal will hit your leg, go on and walk it out
        
            I see it clear, you trying to sabotage Jimmy,
        
            See what happens when you talk after sipping the Henny
        
            I sent Haitian ni**as at you,
        
            you south by say, they don't play
        
            Buck stabbing ni**as on camera, its okay
        
            cause my money make my lawyers make the s**t go away
        
            attempted murder, get a year on probation
        
            Cam are you clear what you facing?
        
            You must aint hear me
        
            I done told you I'm a boss
        
            eating good, but I aint chubby like Ricky Ross
        
            word on the street is, 50's not Jay, and Cam better stay out his way.
        
            Everything is cooler than a fan 'til you rode on,
        
            Have you in the ICU trying to hold on
        
            Ni**as in the waiting room been waiting so long
        
            'Til they hear the flatline and docs saying "he's gone"
        
            He dead, well he knew that he had f**king with the kid
        
            This is graveyard music right here, ya dig
        
            This is not competition this is murder,
        
            career-ending, mind bending,
        
            Southside you finished
        
            Now look, ni**as laughing at Cam down on Lennox
        
            They heard what he did but they don't know why he did it
        
            I had eighty of them boys with black flags
        
            come through with black mags
        
            have ni**as zipped up in black bags
        
            For a second he was hot now he cold
        
            I apply pressure to ni**as until they fold
        
            but never mind me, man that's just how it be
        
            the game got me trained, they call me the hustle man
        
            And like Fame, my style will live forever
        
            They thought I cross over, cause they don't know no better
        
            I think they know they think I'm lax now cause I got the cheddar
        
            'til I return back bustin', trust me its nothing
        
            Everything is cooler than a fan 'til you rode on,
        
            Have you in the ICU trying to hold on
        
            Ni**as in the waiting room been waiting so long
        
            'Til they hear the flatline and docs saying "he's gone"
        
            [50 talking]
        
            Dip Set
        
            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,
            Cam's demoted to soldier,
            We like Jimmy better anyway. Baaaalllin
            C'mon man what is the last Cam joint you liked
            [mocking Cam's delivery]
        
            "Computers computin,
            Boogity Bootin"
        
            Cam'ron, you better learn how to talk to me.  ohhhhhh!
        
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