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letra de rigamortis - yung teez-r

[intro]
*y-u-n-g…t double e-z… dash r…*
[verse 1]
you know i k!ll it the hardest, when k!lling artists
painting pictures my art is
harder than da vinci if he painted mona lisa naked
haha, just a hypothetical view
and being cool’s determining every flow’s going huge
in judas k!lling lord, most niggas often peruse
quintessential reasoning, so theoretically using
vicious words, xeroxing your zoo-animal
like minds would, only be bending rules
that bar you from meeting doom!
you might have seen i’m in alphabetical moods
keep it moving, almost like my lyrics mood swing
periodically, not ending these life sentences…
but bible told me judge not, in that city you run not
if i’m a d-ck my verses c-mshots, act like a virgin with me and fuck not
penetrate the game: no gunshots, here to squash dreams: kumquats
listen hoes: we love not, we love not
hey, these b-st-rds know i bash these songs, soul sailing
past these flows: miss aiko, i’ll spell it
ay i k.o. these rappers, scratch that, d.o.d. these rappers
so that means, certifiable-y, their careers have just been ended
your airy-fairy lines ain’t gonna bring you happy endings
i find it hilarious when you think you need commending
when really what you need is divine intervention
i don’t follow your music, cause you ain’t worth enough to get a mention
i timeline all these lines in time, you lying each time you on the mic
i’m line by line with dope -ss rhymes, i crack your weak -ss mind
i pay no mind, pay no attention, when they try add tension
deficit in my attention: disorder expected
[hook]
(he dead) yup yup, (amen) chuuch
(he dead) i k!lled him, (amen) b-tch
you know i k!ll it the hardest, when k!lling artists
painting pictures my art is
harder than da vinci
if he painted porn
(he dead) yup yup, (amen) i know
(he dead) fo’ sho’, (amen) amen
you know i k!ll it the hardest, when k!lling artists
painting pictures my art is
harder than da vinci if he painted mona lisa naked
[verse 2]
so don’t mistake it, like really, really i hate it
she tell me that she’s single, i think she’s badly miss taken
red dots for the records and i am just tryna break them
i break out and invade your mind – i ain’t gonna be braking
flow hot: specifically latent, vaporizing these fake kids
guess it’s why they try and gas me up but ain’t got what it takes and
i’m ’bout to pump the pedal, got my foot on the gas
ready to dash, make these niggas cease the hating…
they could never mimic my lyrical, somewhat rapist
tendencies on a mic when i write, get it right: i ain’t doing no favors
and it’s like, god’s playing favorites, when he lets me compose the latest
and greatest verses that turn your so-called “greatness” into fading
it’s a sign when i co-sign, they on a tangent but it don’t phase him
in other words i’m making waves that triple threaten the game and
i got these boys on a noose, gotta ask them “yo how’s it hanging?”
spit fires that make them jealous – a nigga been green blazing
[final hook]
(he dead) uhuh, (amen) yes
(he dead) indeed, (amen) yup
you know i k!ll it the hardest, when k!lling artists
painting pictures my art is
harder than da vinci –
you know what? forget it
(he dead) yup yup, (amen) i know
(he dead) fo’ sho, (amen) amen

- yung teez r

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