Leave The Casket Closed lyrics

[Intro: Juicy J]
Yeah, y'all know what time it is
The Juicemane up in this motherf*cker
My n*gga Everclear, Tha Joker and Lil’ Gin finna break y'all some proper
Like this, biatch

[Verse 1: Everclear]
Another punk b*tch getting sprayed in the face
Point blank from the gauge, catch me then you got a case
I doubt if they'd suspect me to be the one to take his life
Death row in my mind, diggin graves late at night
Dropping me a b*tch in there, paralyzed, he’ll lie
Till I crank the chainsaw, n*gga you couldn't be identified
Drop some dirt up in his face can't wait till I hit the hay
Blood dripping from my arm, police got me on the chase
DUI while the FBI wanna T.R.Y, to test my pimpin
I'm causing a vehicular homicide
State of Tennessee, screaming Memphis on the northbound
Who do they got in the Crown
Now the police wanna beat me down
Ass kick fantastic but drastic with a blasting
Bruising up my skull and sh*t, lower level ain't that a b*tch
(?)
Never slipping like Dahmer, demons in my f*cking soul

[Verse 2: Tha Joker]
Im sitting sad, mad in my room, doomed
But I see the light
20/20 vision for you busters slipping in the night
Ridin in the heavy Chevy, stopped and dropped them hoes to the curb
Straight up take an ass whippin, talking sh*t you gotta get served
Back to the subject, pulled up in my [?] ever so quick
Stopped before I knocked, I took a peak, [?]
f*ck that b*tch
Jumped back in the Chevy, got no friends, so f*ck this hostile life
So I cruise and bruise and every motherf*ckin b*tch in sight
Then I thought about it (Oh)
sh*t cannot be f*ckin me
Strung out on off some Cocaine P, carry me through this mystery
So I hit the gas, fast driving like a lunatic
Mississippi screaming demons hoping that I [?] off the bridge
But I cannot do it, can't go through it so I hit the brake
But the gas pedal stuck, what the f*ck, is it too late?
Now im dazing, gazing, at the pistol thinking suicide
Caught up in the [?] thick as mud, man im jus so tired
[Verse 3: Lil Gin]
Now back
Of this crookedness I done mentioned
I got warrants on my head but I ain gon pay it no attention
Im in the kitchen cooking up this dope, that I learned in Science
I learned to count in Algebra, so I got eight plus nine-
Shots for a b*tch that might force through my door
Just shoot me in my head cuz I ain't tyrna hit the floor hoe
Especially n*ggas that thinking that bull sh*t, plan to take me for my rep
By pulling your pistol won't make no difference
b*tch you finna meet your death
Shoot first or die first
Leave you in a f*ckin hearse
Removing your face and slow and sh*t
Bullets plugging in your shirt
No matter if there was no robbers, no matter if there was a knock
Im blue to the trigger
I can’t prevent the pippity-pop
Dropped on his ass, he flat from the overdose
Rotating by pulling the hammer back
Preacher leave the casket closed

[Outro Juicy J & Lil Gin]
[?]
Yea y’all n*ggas better leave that sh*t alone
Cuz y'all ain’t prepared for the doctor to call mamas and tell her her baby boy's gone
Leave the casket closed b*tch
Yea
I wanna say whassup to them n*ggas on uh LSP
Lil Base, Lil Yo, Big [?], Lil Tim, Lil Pooh
Know what im sayin
I wanna say whassup to Lil CEO
Now im with the Corner [?]
Yo Lynch, Mr Black on 5th street, [?] on northside
Nashville street
Uhh them n*ggas in Smokey city, my n*gga lil Larry, Tony walker
Terry walker, [?], the Fudsons, Lil Bobby, Ty-yo
Yea, them n*ggas on Woodlawn