We are gathered here today on this sorrowful occassion to say goodbye to the dearly departed. He was dearly and he has departed. Thus, that's why we call him the dearly departed. In other words, the n*****'s dead.
As you can see him laying here- I been here three days and the boy ain't moved a muscle. So I know the n*****'s dead.
And it seems that death was quite a surprise to his a**. Didn't think you was ever gonna die, did ya, n*****? Um hum, I told you about f*****' around, what was gonna happen.
However, he faced the ultimate test, as each man and woman must eventually face the ultimate test. The ultimate test here- let me repeat that- the ultimate test here: whether or not you can survive death. That's the ultimate test for your a**, ain't it?
So far, don't nobody we know has PASSED the ultimate test, least of all this n***** laying here.
Cause this boy wasn't s***, I'll gonna tell you that right off. I saw him kicking his Mama's a** over there on 47th street. And if you think that we're going to bury you with them diamonds and s*** on, you've got another think coming.
I'd like to introduce the boy's woman- hoe- b****- I don't know what she was. She's laying over there in the booth.
Say girl, what you doing? Well, don't sell no p**** in here... and if you do, I want a cut.
s***, it's your fault the n*****'s dead. If you'd been home when you was supposed to be, he wouldn't have been up in the hotel f****** that f*****. Boy's husband came home, caught 'em f******, shot the n***** in the a** on the downstroke.
And if there is a God or a heaven, we don't want this n***** up there with us.
As you can see him laying here- I been here three days and the boy ain't moved a muscle. So I know the n*****'s dead.
And it seems that death was quite a surprise to his a**. Didn't think you was ever gonna die, did ya, n*****? Um hum, I told you about f*****' around, what was gonna happen.
However, he faced the ultimate test, as each man and woman must eventually face the ultimate test. The ultimate test here- let me repeat that- the ultimate test here: whether or not you can survive death. That's the ultimate test for your a**, ain't it?
So far, don't nobody we know has PASSED the ultimate test, least of all this n***** laying here.
Cause this boy wasn't s***, I'll gonna tell you that right off. I saw him kicking his Mama's a** over there on 47th street. And if you think that we're going to bury you with them diamonds and s*** on, you've got another think coming.
I'd like to introduce the boy's woman- hoe- b****- I don't know what she was. She's laying over there in the booth.
Say girl, what you doing? Well, don't sell no p**** in here... and if you do, I want a cut.
s***, it's your fault the n*****'s dead. If you'd been home when you was supposed to be, he wouldn't have been up in the hotel f****** that f*****. Boy's husband came home, caught 'em f******, shot the n***** in the a** on the downstroke.
And if there is a God or a heaven, we don't want this n***** up there with us.