Rigamortis

(Hook)

Got me breathing with dragons

i'll crack the egg in your basket,you bastard

i'm Marlyn Manson with magnums

now just imagine the magic l like to ask is

don't ask for you favourite rapper

 

(He dead) Yessir

(Amen) Church

(He dead) I killed him

(Amen) bitch

 

(Verse 1)

my records would rather choose to stand out from the rest

or blend in with the unlikely ones that would never spare a test

for a dime or either ten,spell the art of effence

without a d cause it attacked the one rule of defying the best

if that ever made sense, then a god really exists

way behind the clouds hiding from his creations of bliss

maybe he wants to be coined "the past tense" ,cause he tired of his

story,that's history in the making to be there to flick the switch

when he said "let there be light", the night finally twists

& meets its equal on the other side &then gets out-shined to crisps

of white circles,& there's the story of the moon..naw i'm kiddin

was sipping on a flying fish bottle whilst this shit was written

sing to the lord with thanksgiving;sing praises to our lord on the lyre

some quotes from the bible i can't resist that's why lucifer's never by me

i know right after this he might visit me in a dream & play around in my tummy

until i excrete & screams & learn the everyday life of those with illuminati

 

(He dead)

(Amen)

 

(Verse 2)

Amen,Amen is all that i'm advised

when there's a possible loss of a life

that don't belong to the killer ,i'm still wondering is it a lie

that energy cannot be created or destroyed but changed from one form to thy

in this case all of my woes have transformed into my endless supplies

this is a place for the gullible cause the truth is in disguise

and it shalt set you free to fly up in the sky

like a balloon with it's strings cut off & then it launches into flight

this ain't a fucking parasite,the sign of terrorism speaks for itself

i'd really like to sit on thrones while watching my music sell off shelves

that's first person,the first person that really felt

that a body can't rot right on it's spot without no fucking help

i reminisce as I inhale

a poem my idol wrote when i was twelve

about the rigor stacking up like we forgot about the swells

if Kendrick ever acknowledges this it would prolly be in hell..

 

(He dead) yup yup

(Amen) I killed em

(He dead) hahaha

(Amen) amen

 

(Hook)

Got me breathing with dragons

i'll crack the egg in your basket,you bastard

i'm Marlyn Manson with magnums

now just imagine the magic l like to ask is

don't ask for you favourite rapper