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Rigamortis Remix
- Alright, here we go, third take. Real quick, nig.
- She on her knees like a sinner
- I get under y'all niggas skin like splinters
- Cheap but good like a TV Dinner
- My breath smells like Liqour
- I pile up ashes, don't ask for your favorite rapper
- (He dead) Yessir (Amen) Chuuch
- (He dead) I killed him (Amen) Bitch
- Got me feeling like Matrix, dodge your bullets like fake shit
- I try my hardest to be patient, For these niggas be vacant
- Long time ago, damn I feel like I'm Acient, blast off like a spaceship
- Punctuate to the statement, This hatred I crave it, as I make it
- I will eat it and then deny, I've done filled my appetite
- I don't hang around like Suicide, I gotta get me a ride
- And if I don't start it with a Why, then don't even reply.
- LeBron when I finish, I only aim for these highlights
- 24 million eyes on me, I am the spotlight, get it right
- Stuck staring at my ass, get outta my headlights
- You niggas get exterminated you fucking parasite
- I got more room, I can finish it every night.
- (He dead, amen) That's what they telling me
- White all over my nose, I'm stuck in the seventies
- Lyrical pistol, cock it aind aim at celebrities
- Bull shit for lunch, brown bag, I dont your recipe
- May I just Pull up at your fucking residence
- Stories are cheap and your talking ain't selling it
- Gold star, I'm either 1st grade or a fucking deputy
- Yeah, Keller dont even Hellen me, dont even go telling me
- Bars dropping on they head unconscious, studio felony
- Cooking up your talk and I hope that taste lemony (BITCH)
- (He dead) Yup yup (Amen) I killed him
- (He dead) Ha ha (Amen) Amen
- She on her knees like a sinner
- I get under y'all niggas skin like splinters
- Cheap but good like a TV Dinner
- My breath smells like Liqour
- I pile up ashes, don't ask for your favorite rapper
- [Bridge]
- (He dead) Yup yup (Amen) I know
- (He dead) For sure (Amen) Amen
- [Hook]
- [Verse 2]
- Like Sonic, I pedal my medal I gotta go faster
- I want my bars to touch these kids like the pastor
- James Harden these rockets I ain't talking no NASA
- I feel like Montana and I ain't talking about hannah
- Split your bitch like Bannana she drink my cum like Fanta
- A free bag of weed I might Grant her, she gave me cookies im santa
- My Diamonds blick and white like a panda, and I got hoes in Atlanta
- I go really Ballistic, ask El Chapo I kill shit, sip promethazine like ill shit
- I gotta make it a law like I bill it, I ain't gonna stop till my dick size a million.
- I'm on a money mission, yeah i stay persistent, you in debt need assistants
- I drop of shit like its Christmas.
- Realest nigga you'll ever see, Realest shit I'll ever be
- I will be head of the rap industry, realist shit I will ever speak
- Charge me with battery, give a fuck span big as a teachers salary
- I burn my rubber like calories, fuck a new bitch last week, I think her
- name was malorie
- Your rap is unsatisfactory, rewrite that shit and go back to the studio factory.
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