Laughing at Your Coffin

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TRACK 053 - LAUGHING AT YOUR COFFIN
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53. LAUGHING AT YOUR COFFIN

[HOOK]
I'm laughing at your coffin, laughing at your coffin
Sorry that I missed the funeral, I was busy, I was frolicking
Laughing at your coffin, laughing at your coffin
You was heavy on the 'gram, now you heavy on the often
Laughing at your coffin, laughing at your coffin
Say a little prayer while I put a little profit in
Laughing at your coffin, laughing at your coffin
I ain't shed a tear, I ain't even had a cough in

[VERSE 1  -  cheeky, swinging]
I heard you left the earth, and I heard it from a text
And I read it on a Tuesday and I laughed and I was blessed
'Cause you spent your whole life trying to be the man I am
And you died a whole nobody with a hat in your hand
I seen you in the club, I seen you in the blogs
I seen you at the award show begging for a nod
And now you in a box and you finally got some space
And the only thing you own is a plot and a case
So I'm laughing at the mourners in the rented-out suits
And I'm laughing at the pastor with the rented-out truth
And I'm laughing at the flowers that'll wilt in a week
And I'm laughing at the legacy of nothing but tweets
'Cause a rapper who never wrote a bar that could bleed
Is a rapper who never was and never will be
So rest in peace to a man I never had to respect
And I'll see you at the bottom of the bottom of the deck

[VERSE 2  -  still swinging, meaner]
I'm sending your mama a bill for the beef you ain't pay
I'm selling your chain to a kid for a bag of the hay
I'm buying your studio and turning it to a laundromat
I'm turning your whole catalog into a footnote and a laugh
And the label gon' call me like, "Can you do a tribute?"
And I'll say, "Yeah, sure," then I'll charge 'em a whole griot
Then I'll rhyme over your beat and I'll make it a hit
And the whole world gon' nod and they won't even flinch
'Cause the game don't mourn and the game don't stall
It just swallow the dead and it never even call
So I'm dancing on the dirt with a bottle and a grin
And I'm laughing at the man who ain't never been
What he said that he was and he said it so loud
That the echo of the lie is the only thing around
So enjoy your lil' funeral, enjoy your lil' flowers
I'm upstairs in the penthouse, laughing for hours

[BRIDGE  -  suddenly cold, no music, just voice]
But here's the part nobody says out loud.
I'm not laughing 'cause you're gone.
I'm laughing 'cause I know the same van is coming for me.
And I'm gonna be just as quiet in the ground as you.
And they gon' laugh too.
So I might as well go first.
Might as well be the one holding the joke.

[VERSE 3  -  cold, dead-serious, sparse drums]
I been to more funerals than graduations
I seen more pine boxes than I seen vacations
I seen a mother collapse on a casket in Fontana
And I seen a little brother try to climb in with his father
And I laughed then too, but the laugh was a scream
And the scream was a prayer and the prayer was a dream
That the next one's not me and the next one's not mine
And the next one's not any of the names on my line
So forgive me the grin, it's a scared little sound
It's a king who knows exactly how the king get crowned
It's a man who's been counting the days on the wall
And the count don't stop and the count take all
So I laugh at the coffin 'cause the coffin ain't laughed
And I laugh at the grave 'cause the grave ain't half
As scared as I am of the very last breath
So I laugh at the funeral and I laugh at the death

[VERSE 4  -  double-time, manic, back to the grin]
Laughing-laughing-laughing-'til-the-pallbearers-sweat
Laughing-laughing-laughing-at-the-debt-you-ain't-met
Laughing-at-the-preacher and-the-paper and-the-pew
Laughing-at-the-life-you-lived-when-you-never-had-a-clue
Laughing-at-the-gossip and-laughing-at-the-press
Laughing-at-the-legacy of-nothing-but-a-mess
Laughing-at-the-bouquet and-laughing-at-the-band
Laughing-at-the-whole-damn-thing-from-a-higher-stand
Ten-car-ten-car-and-a-hearse-in-the-front
Every-hater-gets-a-suite-in-the-cemetery-bunch
I'm-the-guest-that-didn't-come and-the-toast-that-never-said
I'm-the-man-still-standing-when-the-rest-of-y'all-is-dead
So-laugh-laugh-laugh-'til-the-kingdom-come
And-laugh-at-the-funeral-like-it's-something-fun
'Cause-it-might-just-be and-I-might-just-grin
And-the-paper-crown-king-always-laughs-at-the-end

[OUTRO  -  whistle melody returns, cheerful, then cuts]
Ha.
Ha ha.
See you at the bottom.
Save me a plot.

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================================================================= TRACK 053 - LAUGHING AT YOUR COFFIN ================================================================================ . 53. LAUGHING AT YOUR COFFIN [HOOK] I'm laughing at your coffin, laughing at your coffin Sorry that I missed the funeral, I was busy, I was frolicking Laughing at your coffin, laughing at your coffin You was heavy on the 'gram, now you heavy on the often Laughing at your coffin, laughing at your coffin Say a little prayer while I put a little profit in Laughing at your coffin, laughing at your coffin I ain't shed a tear, I ain't even had a cough in [VERSE 1 - cheeky, swinging] I heard you left the earth, and I heard it from a text And I read it on a Tuesday and I laughed and I was blessed 'Cause you spent your whole life trying to be the man I am And you died a whole nobody with a hat in your hand I seen you in the club, I seen you in the blogs I seen you at the award show begging for a nod And now you in a box and you finally got some space And the only thing you own is a plot and a case So I'm laughing at the mourners in the rented-out suits And I'm laughing at the pastor with the rented-out truth And I'm laughing at the flowers that'll wilt in a week And I'm laughing at the legacy of nothing but tweets 'Cause a rapper who never wrote a bar that could bleed Is a rapper who never was and never will be So rest in peace to a man I never had to respect And I'll see you at the bottom of the bottom of the deck [HOOK] I'm laughing at your coffin, laughing at your coffin Sorry that I missed the funeral, I was busy, I was frolicking Laughing at your coffin, laughing at your coffin You was heavy on the 'gram, now you heavy on the often Laughing at your coffin, laughing at your coffin Say a little prayer while I put a little profit in Laughing at your coffin, laughing at your coffin I ain't shed a tear, I ain't even had a cough in [VERSE 2 - still swinging, meaner] I'm sending your mama a bill for the beef you ain't pay I'm selling your chain to a kid for a bag of the hay I'm buying your studio and turning it to a laundromat I'm turning your whole catalog into a footnote and a laugh And the label gon' call me like, "Can you do a tribute?" And I'll say, "Yeah, sure," then I'll charge 'em a whole griot Then I'll rhyme over your beat and I'll make it a hit And the whole world gon' nod and they won't even flinch 'Cause the game don't mourn and the game don't stall It just swallow the dead and it never even call So I'm dancing on the dirt with a bottle and a grin And I'm laughing at the man who ain't never been What he said that he was and he said it so loud That the echo of the lie is the only thing around So enjoy your lil' funeral, enjoy your lil' flowers I'm upstairs in the penthouse, laughing for hours [BRIDGE - suddenly cold, no music, just voice] But here's the part nobody says out loud. I'm not laughing 'cause you're gone. I'm laughing 'cause I know the same van is coming for me. And I'm gonna be just as quiet in the ground as you. And they gon' laugh too. So I might as well go first. Might as well be the one holding the joke. [VERSE 3 - cold, dead-serious, sparse drums] I been to more funerals than graduations I seen more pine boxes than I seen vacations I seen a mother collapse on a casket in Fontana And I seen a little brother try to climb in with his father And I laughed then too, but the laugh was a scream And the scream was a prayer and the prayer was a dream That the next one's not me and the next one's not mine And the next one's not any of the names on my line So forgive me the grin, it's a scared little sound It's a king who knows exactly how the king get crowned It's a man who's been counting the days on the wall And the count don't stop and the count take all So I laugh at the coffin 'cause the coffin ain't laughed And I laugh at the grave 'cause the grave ain't half As scared as I am of the very last breath So I laugh at the funeral and I laugh at the death [VERSE 4 - double-time, manic, back to the grin] Laughing-laughing-laughing-'til-the-pallbearers-sweat Laughing-laughing-laughing-at-the-debt-you-ain't-met Laughing-at-the-preacher and-the-paper and-the-pew Laughing-at-the-life-you-lived-when-you-never-had-a-clue Laughing-at-the-gossip and-laughing-at-the-press Laughing-at-the-legacy of-nothing-but-a-mess Laughing-at-the-bouquet and-laughing-at-the-band Laughing-at-the-whole-damn-thing-from-a-higher-stand Ten-car-ten-car-and-a-hearse-in-the-front Every-hater-gets-a-suite-in-the-cemetery-bunch I'm-the-guest-that-didn't-come and-the-toast-that-never-said I'm-the-man-still-standing-when-the-rest-of-y'all-is-dead So-laugh-laugh-laugh-'til-the-kingdom-come And-laugh-at-the-funeral-like-it's-something-fun 'Cause-it-might-just-be and-I-might-just-grin And-the-paper-crown-king-always-laughs-at-the-end [OUTRO - whistle melody returns, cheerful, then cuts] Ha. Ha ha. See you at the bottom. Save me a plot.

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