Cemetery Walks
It's a new energy, innit?
What you know about cemetery walks?
Cemetery talks to the gravestone but the gravestone don't talk
I'm alone with my thoughts
'Member that day up in court, got sent down
Now I'm doin' tours, from the porch to the Porsche
Last hug with my mum was in the morgue
No carriage, no horse
I was broke then
Only done what I could afford
Real to the core
Yeah, we give thanks to the Lord
Straight pain, another page from this article
Memory lane in this article
Chapter one, with my mum in the carnival
Chapter two, back to school days
I had to make a belt from a shoelace
But now my jewels bust down, Thotiana, like I'm Blueface
Doomsday every Tuesday (what?)
HMP with a roommate (for real)
Pictures on the wall stuck with toothpaste (of my daughter)
Chapter three, flashbacks to '08
Family's nice, no one's died, yeah, it's all great (nice)
I know you want more, here's chapter four, how did I get by? (How?)
Three months between my mum and dad died
Yeah, my melon was fried, I was really outside
How the fuck did I survive?
I'ma tell you in chapter five
What you know about cemetery walks?
Cemetery talks to the gravestone but the gravestone don't talk
I'm alone with my thoughts
'Member that day up in court, got sent down
Now I'm doin' tours, from the porch to the Porsche
Last hug with my mum was in the morgue
No carriage, no horse
I was broke then
Only done what I could afford
Real to the core
Yeah, we give thanks to the Lord
Chapter five, I was sleepin' in a robbed car
Why? Because they repossessed mum's yard
Had metal 'round me like a scrapyard
Up early in the morning, had to trap hard (yeah, I did)
Chapter six, not a pot to piss (Facts)
No crib, no money, I was beggin' lifts (mad)
Lick a move, blow, chase, bare adrenaline (gone)
Nowhere to stay at night, I was dreading it
Chapter seven, is there a place really called Heaven?
Cah if there is, why did you take my queen from my present? (Why did ya?)
Chapter eight, when your fam hates
They'd rather see you in a bad place
They hate behind your back but they smile up in your damn face (that's fake)
Chapter nine, I ask God for blessings
More lessons and he locked off a whole section
Chapter ten, I can't wait to see my mum again
What you know about cemetery walks?
Cemetery talks to the gravestone but the gravestone don't talk
I'm alone with my thoughts
'Member that day up in court, got sent down
Now I'm doin' tours, from the porch to the Porsche
Last hug with my mum was in the morgue
No carriage, no horse
I was broke then
Only done what I could afford
Real to the core
Yeah, we give thanks to the Lord
This pain brought anthems (pain)
Fame still a madness
How the fuck am I unhappy in a mansion? (How?)
Mum ain't ever saw success, she was stressed from the badness
I said this fame still a madness
This pain brought anthems (pain)
Fame still a madness
How the fuck am I unhappy in a mansion? (How?)
Mum ain't ever saw success, she was stressed from the badness
I said this fame is a madness
What you know about cemetery walks?
Cemetery talks to the gravestone but the gravestone don't talk
I'm alone with my thoughts
'Member that day up in court, got sent down
Now I'm doin' tours, from the porch to the Porsche
Last hug with my mum was in the morgue
No carriage, no horse
I was broke then
Only done what I could afford
Real to the core
Yeah, we give thanks to the Lord
Straight pain, another page from this article
Memory lane in this article
Chapter one, with my mum in the carnival
Chapter two, back to school days
I had to make a belt from a shoelace
But now my jewels bust down, Thotiana, like I'm Blueface
Doomsday every Tuesday (what?)
HMP with a roommate (for real)
Pictures on the wall stuck with toothpaste (of my daughter)
Chapter three, flashbacks to '08
Family's nice, no one's died, yeah, it's all great (nice)
I know you want more, here's chapter four, how did I get by? (How?)
Three months between my mum and dad died
Yeah, my melon was fried, I was really outside
How the fuck did I survive?
I'ma tell you in chapter five
What you know about cemetery walks?
Cemetery talks to the gravestone but the gravestone don't talk
I'm alone with my thoughts
'Member that day up in court, got sent down
Now I'm doin' tours, from the porch to the Porsche
Last hug with my mum was in the morgue
No carriage, no horse
I was broke then
Only done what I could afford
Real to the core
Yeah, we give thanks to the Lord
Chapter five, I was sleepin' in a robbed car
Why? Because they repossessed mum's yard
Had metal 'round me like a scrapyard
Up early in the morning, had to trap hard (yeah, I did)
Chapter six, not a pot to piss (Facts)
No crib, no money, I was beggin' lifts (mad)
Lick a move, blow, chase, bare adrenaline (gone)
Nowhere to stay at night, I was dreading it
Chapter seven, is there a place really called Heaven?
Cah if there is, why did you take my queen from my present? (Why did ya?)
Chapter eight, when your fam hates
They'd rather see you in a bad place
They hate behind your back but they smile up in your damn face (that's fake)
Chapter nine, I ask God for blessings
More lessons and he locked off a whole section
Chapter ten, I can't wait to see my mum again
What you know about cemetery walks?
Cemetery talks to the gravestone but the gravestone don't talk
I'm alone with my thoughts
'Member that day up in court, got sent down
Now I'm doin' tours, from the porch to the Porsche
Last hug with my mum was in the morgue
No carriage, no horse
I was broke then
Only done what I could afford
Real to the core
Yeah, we give thanks to the Lord
This pain brought anthems (pain)
Fame still a madness
How the fuck am I unhappy in a mansion? (How?)
Mum ain't ever saw success, she was stressed from the badness
I said this fame still a madness
This pain brought anthems (pain)
Fame still a madness
How the fuck am I unhappy in a mansion? (How?)
Mum ain't ever saw success, she was stressed from the badness
I said this fame is a madness
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Writer(s): Naseem Tregenza-shah
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