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letra de disinterment - jay williz

[intro: marcos molinar]
good f-cking riddance, that dude is gone
ain’t n0body liked him
i swear, if he didn’t go out the way he did
somebody else would’ve taken him out
if it was up to everybody else
that mother f-cker would’ve been dead years ago
karma’s a b-tch
i’ll tell you one thing
the world’s a way better place without him here

[verse]
for five years, he would rest
his whack criminal-esque
acts irritable, yes
his raps glued to his chest
react, he’ll do the rest and that’s critical, guess
he’ll stab you ’til you’re dead, for that you should confess
to your sins and he’ll just use them to his new advantage
pull ’em out you tooth and nail ’til you can’t do no damage
a fifth of rum and he’ll come running after you full panic
coming full speed on attack, so double back if you can manage
but you don’t know what he’s angry for, not until he sang the chorus
he just wants his money all day homie, when it rains it pours
whether or not you were here the day before
he’s always one step ahead ’til your face is sore
and i ain’t talking anorexia or when you’re looking like a corpse
but i couldn’t body this more for ya
so while i hitch a ride to my stomping grounds and explore the cut
the homie’s like “let him cook”, but i’m rare, this beef is for you, bruh
still a haters wet dream
no need to get mean while i’m up on the led screen
in times square, while i’m there, you’re still tryna get clean
of all the dirt that you been tryna get against me
i’m bout as real as it gets
so pessimistic, catch a diss and you ain’t feeling a rest
you run your mouth and talk as much as you want, but in the end
you can throw all your hands, but you ain’t catching a breath
and it doesn’t matter which multiverse that you find me in
whether i’m black, asian, white, wherever i have been
i’m still an assh0l-, a d-ck and i’ll be colliding with
everybody like sodomy
assh0l-, d-ck
f-ck would i want to go bother you for
i’m lucifer and unicorn with a tube h-rn
it’s trumpets when i arrive and i’m unbelievably evil
so keeping him in a steeple, you shouldn’t do for him
man, i could ramble and gospel
i’m a headache, but i’ll keep coming back and it’s awful
but i ain’t done until i settle the score, eighty more columns
so place your bets on me just like a gambling problem
and they say “jay, he’ll never stop till he’s crawling
toward the heavens gates from the bottom”
i need a break ‘for i start to wallow
in all the fumes inside from every case of pain i follow
your honor, i need a second, reassessing my calling
(need a break, recess)
and it’s still f-ck all the b.s
i’m running sh-t, i do not stroll like a kleenex
i tied the knot, doubled down and she makes me the best
but f-ck around touch her, i’ll k!ll you so you might be next
if you think you’re touching this game, i’m king and i ain’t been beat yet
so pick the color, black or white, i’ll play some mean chess
check mate, that’s great, show t–th like a t-rex
and call me racist, it’s funny, i only see red
still in the studio, truth be told i’m a two-year-old
when it comes to the metaphors, i can shoot it goes through you bro
like a ball in the net and i’m still the cause and effect
so every bar ima wreck like a barroom brawl, i go es stupido
literally but do you know how i get when i view you hoes
talking sh-t all about me and say my ass isn’t beautiful
i’ll have to push you back like i’m out here targeting cuticles
it’s time i put the nail in the coffin like at a funeral
phase one, say something
you will never do nothing
new b-tton, do press it to get him loose and i’m
bout as off my rocker as a client for life alert
hear the tires skirt
i have burnt the entire scene up in a fire burst
(hear the tires skirt, i have burnt the entire scene up in a fire burst)

so read the spell, you’ll recognize i might’ve cursed
careful i think i just lost my temper, man
all of the fuel for the flame and i just got a new temperament
i am about to k!ll you so why would you think i’m abraham
even if i was lincoln, i still would never be innocent
i thought if i could bury the old me, i would be lenient
but never recognized that he never died, i’m still living it
so f-ck you, lets embrace him now gather round for the infinite
life of the one who screwed me, you’re bout to witness disinterment

- jay williz

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