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rigamortis
- you left me some bullshit, fuck daht
- so who am i?
- tryna save the world from it's soon to be suicide?
- but who cares?
- who'd try?
- the world is such a loving victim they reply
- why save what cannot be undone for truly we are one
- who are we but bygones combined in the beats of our hearts,
- bass drums and snares ride out in the mating calls of our lives
- sex kills and drugs are passion fueled by chemicals
- judging one another based on cars showing our decals
- these criminals criminalizing what should not be unknown
- the sixes on ol' georgie obvious like broken bones
- jutting from the arms of your third born forsaken child
- my mind snaps,
- i think that i've turned will feral wild
- get it?
- clever wordplay so they take me for an intellect
- every time i ask for collect they reply you don't deserve it
- if there's something i deserve it's to take what is rightfully mine
- rigamortis in my mind,
- all my listeners reply
- i kill the beat like andrew jackson did the red men
- i read that men cannot create man,
- but woman, think again.
- effeminate rappers always end up making us worship all our sins
- so you go home and sniff a line once again, once again
- who imported that coca,
- who processed that cane?
- the government and the innocent just to get to eat some grain
- it takes half a brain to realize that what's in your vein
- is not your choice, no siree, but what your jailer's decision made
- who made it?
- i'm not pointing a finger but a whole fist.
- the same worldwide entity with a terrorist list
- freedom for the masses,
- opiates on the airwaves,
- it's a disaster that's just plastered the paper so send it my way.
- wrap my weed with homicide,
- warp my mind to overdrive,
- it's obvious, no replies
- what i desire,
- all the sky
- to be inside the palm of my hand
- and no apologies to those i shit on, rhymin on the can
- that's the plan
- said that's the plan
- said that's the plan
- and every time i go in on a beat they somehow put me down
- but i ain't havin yo shit,
- no siree please don't clown
- i'm well aware of the talent level in the six oh eight
- and it's lacking except for one man
- waiting to reach his fate
- a ring ting ting (amen) and then we all fall down dead
- a cannabis coma resulting in just trying to get fed
- a peace offering smoked
- to the gods of war and peace
- it all falls to pieces,
- in my mind at least
- so who's who?
- i don't really know how to respond to that.
- there's a lotta stacks to be made at the hands of fat cats.
- label execs that frankly don't have an interest in me
- and that's fine,
- i'm not used to be one for profiting.
- clever wordplay so they take me for an intellect
- every time i ask for collect they reply you don't deserve it
- if there's something i deserve it's to take what is rightfully mine
- rigamortis in my mind,
- all my listeners reply
- nimble fingers so they take me for a lover
- every time i ask out Collette she replies i don't deserve her
- if there's something i deserve it's to take what is rightfully mine
- rigamortis in my mind,
- all my listeners reply
- i wouldn't call these hooks,
- more like repeated statements.
- just to call attention to the end like punctuations
- abberation of the mind,
- hallucinations in the sky,
- diamonds in different colors and you were an angel on my side
- get it?
- strong soul but they don't take me as a threat and
- every time i ask for god he says i'm not deserving heaven
- if there's something i deserve it's to take what is rightfully mine
- rigamortis in my mind,
- all my listeners reply
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