Funeral
Lil Wayne Lyrics


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Welcome to the funeral, yeah
Closed casket as usual
Yeah, welcome to the funeral
The choir's singin' musicals
Kumbaya, it's beautiful
I bust in with that Uzi, though
And they look like they saw Lucifer (rr)
Welcome to the funeral
We not welcome, we intruded, though
You wanted smoke until you blew the smoke
That's just inexcusable
Welcome to the funeral, where we from, we ruin them
We been to quite a few of 'em
The reverend talk, we booin' him
We throw up the Piru at him

Welcome to the funeral, closed casket as usual
Soul snatching as usual
Amen, hallelujah though
Whole family delusional
Niggas crying like two year olds
Bullet holes come through the doors
I just crossed my heart, then I threw a rose
Damn, welcome to your funeral
Everybody knew you, bro
Ain't nobody shootin' though
Gotta die to see who you know
Damn, welcome to the funeral
Where we from, we ruin 'em
The preacher preach, we shootin' him
Now we need one for you and him
That's why they should cremate ya
Hope when you die they commemorate you
Life is a movie and it's in theaters
Some of y'alls already went to cable
Get shot from afar, you can get a facial
Black gun, chrome gun, interracial
Weed so strong, need ventilation
Funeral home need renovation
I got your mom's teary eyed, that's precipitation
Nigga when you died, did your bitch a favor
Nigga, we gon' mob like the Genovese's
Nigga, fat mob, I'ma Jenny Craig 'em
Drive-bys in a Winnebago
Snipers never hit a baby, crib or cradle
Sit tomatoes on your head and split tomatoes from a hundred feet away, now it's a halo
That's tomato sauce, Heinz 57
Catch up nigga, you behind, where I left you
I hate your bitch, your mom, and your fellas, kids, cousins, uncles, aunts, and your nephews
Shoot a pussy nigga in the face, closed casket
Look his pretty kids in the face, poor bastard
Tears running down his bitch face, romantic
Two straps on me like the old Bo Jacksons (bah)
In his face, closed casket
Send him on the highway to heaven, no traffic
My lil' nigga just caught a body, he ecstatic
He cried tears of joy, then he got him tatted
Welcome to the funeral, closed casket as usual
Whole family delusional
Amen, hallelujah though
Choir singing musicals, Kumbaya, it's beautiful
I bust in with the Uzi, though
They look like they saw Lucifer
Yeah, welcome to the funeral, everybody knew your bro
Ain't nobody shootin' though
That's just inexcusable
Damn, welcome to the funeral
Where we from, we ruin 'em
I've been to quite a few of 'em
My nigga, got immune to them
Shoot a pussy nigga in the face, closed casket
Huh, huh, bop
Look his pretty kids in the face, poor bastards
Goddamn, drive bys in a Winnebago
Snipers never hit a baby, crib or cradle
Sit tomatoes on your head and split tomatoes from a hundred feet away, now it's a halo





In other words, a nigga dead

Overall Meaning

The song "Funeral" by Lil Wayne is a deep dive into the violent world of gang life and the consequences that come with it. The song is an expression of feelings towards someone who has lost their life, which is why Lil Wayne welcomes everyone to their funeral. The song has a tone of anger and despair, indicating the pain and suffering that violence brings. The lyrics "shoot a pussy nigga in the face, closed casket" and "look his pretty kids in the face, poor bastard" depict the emotions of a grieving gang member who has lost someone close to them, and they feel the need to seek revenge. The closed casket refers to the fact that their loved one’s face may be disfigured, so they would rather not have the casket open during the funeral.


Lil Wayne also talks about how violence destroys families and communities. The line "whole family delusional, n****s crying like two-year-olds" conveys how the cycle of violence affects those who survive. They are left to grieve and try to pick up the pieces. The mention of the church choir singing "Kumbaya," which is a spiritual song, juxtaposes with the violent lyrics, creating a sense of uneasy tension. Furthermore, the lyrics "where we from, we ruin them" depict how Lil Wayne’s environment and upbringing have molded him into the person he is today. He has been to countless funerals and has become immune to them, indicating the sense of desensitization that comes with gang life.


Line by Line Meaning

Welcome to the funeral, yeah
Introducing the song and setting the tone for a funeral scene


Closed casket as usual
Highlighting the common practice of having a closed casket at a funeral


The choir's singin' musicals
Describing the traditional funeral choir singing religious music


Kumbaya, it's beautiful
Referencing the song 'Kumbaya' often sung at funerals and appreciating the beauty of the funeral ceremony


I bust in with that Uzi, though
Changing the mood of the song abruptly by introducing guns and violence


And they look like they saw Lucifer (rr)
Portraying the fear and shock on people's faces when faced with a loaded weapon


We not welcome, we intruded, though
Acknowledging the disruption caused by the intrusion of a violent group at a funeral


You wanted smoke until you blew the smoke
Suggesting that the people attending the funeral may have instigated conflict before they were faced with the consequences


That's just inexcusable
Asserting that violence at a funeral is never justifiable


Welcome to the funeral, where we from, we ruin them
Highlighting the violent culture of the community and how violent incidents at funerals are not uncommon


The reverend talk, we booin' him
Disrespecting the religious authority and challenging the norms of the funeral ceremony


We throw up the Piru at him
Showing gang signs at the reverend and disrespecting his authority further


Soul snatching as usual
Highlighting the death and mourning associated with a funeral


Amen, hallelujah though
Sarcastically emphasizing the religious undertones of the funeral ceremony


Whole family delusional
Indicating the irrational and distorted perception family members may have after losing a loved one


Niggas crying like two year olds
Mocking the men who are openly crying and showing vulnerability


Bullet holes come through the doors
Describing the aftermath of a shooting incident at the funeral


I just crossed my heart, then I threw a rose
Paying a sarcastic tribute to the dead person at the funeral


Everybody knew you, bro
Acknowledging the familiarity and popularity of the dead person in the community


Gotta die to see who you know
Highlighting the true nature of people and how they reveal their connections only after someone has died


That's why they should cremate ya
Suggesting that burying someone is a waste of space and resources


Hope when you die they commemorate you
Expressing a sarcastic hope that people will remember the dead person after their death


Life is a movie and it's in theaters
Comparing life to a movie that plays in a public space for all to see


Some of y'alls already went to cable
Suggesting that some people have already lived beyond their peak and are no longer relevant


Get shot from afar, you can get a facial
Describing the destructive power of long-range weapons and how they can disfigure a person's face


Black gun, chrome gun, interracial
Pointing out the diversity of weapons used in violent incidents


Weed so strong, need ventilation
Talking about the strong potency of the weed and how it needs ventilation to avoid suffocation


Funeral home need renovation
Joking about the need for repairs at the funeral home after a violent incident


I got your mom's teary-eyed, that's precipitation
Boasting about making the dead person's mother cry, likening her tears to precipitation


Nigga when you died, did your bitch a favor
Insulting the dead person and their partner, who may have been better off without them


Nigga, we gon' mob like the Genovese's
Referencing a notorious gang and their violent mob mentality


Nigga, fat mob, I'ma Jenny Craig 'em
Boasting about the size of the gang and jokingly suggesting that he will put them on a diet


Drive-bys in a Winnebago
Describing a drive-by shooting incident that is mobile and unpredictable


Snipers never hit a baby, crib or cradle
Assertion that even in violent situations, some people are off-limits


Sit tomatoes on your head and split tomatoes from a hundred feet away, now it's a halo
Using tomatoes as a metaphor for bullets that can create an illusion of a halo on a person's head when they're hit


Catch up nigga, you behind, where I left you
Suggesting that the person being addressed is falling behind in a violent competition


I hate your bitch, your mom, and your fellas, kids, cousins, uncles, aunts, and your nephews
Expressing blanket hatred towards the dead person and everyone connected to them


Shoot a pussy nigga in the face, closed casket
Advocating for shooting a cowardly person in the face and resulting in a closed casket funeral


Look his pretty kids in the face, poor bastard
Mocking the dead person one last time and suggesting that their children will suffer as a result of their cowardice


Tears running down his bitch face, romantic
Finding humor in the tears of the dead person's partner and suggesting that it's a romantic gesture


Two straps on me like the old Bo Jacksons (bah)
Referring to having two guns on him and comparing it to the classic two-sport athlete Bo Jackson




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Byron Thomaz, David Jackson, Dwayne Carter, Eryn Allen Kane, Jeremy Fedryk

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@BigLucci-pm9zz

"Gotta die to see who you know" that bar hits home hard asf

@salmannasar9514

I didn’t get it

@roselinebolanle9404

@@salmannasar9514 Everyone comes over when you die, to like the burial ground

@BLASTING_CONSCIOUS_BIAS

@@salmannasar9514 don't worry about it. You'll get the next bar.

@MisterUrbanWorld

@@roselinebolanle9404 He was talking about Heaven, and or an Afterlife

@Spaceehawk

Yes... that hit hard. I'm like damn when he said that.

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@carter_RU

I can’t count how many times wayne has been awarded “bar of the year”

@minmatenx

Damn dawg he ain't that old. How far can u friggin count g

@frankvelasco2444

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@codprocamp4690

I didn't know he was a club owner

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