Yung Teez-R - Rigamortis lyrics

[Intro] *Y-U-N-G...T double E-Z... dash R...* [Verse 1] You know I k** it the hardest, when k**ing 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**ing Lord, Most n***as 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 dick my verses cumshots, act like a virgin with me and f** not Penetrate the game: no gunshots, here to squash dreams: kumquats Listen hoes: we love not, we love not Hey, these ba*tards 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 a** rhymes, I crack your weak a** 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**ed him, (Amen) b**h You know I k** it the hardest, when k**ing artists Painting pictures my art is Harder than Da Vinci If he painted p**n (He dead) yup yup, (Amen) I know (He dead) fo' sho', (Amen) Amen You know I k** it the hardest, when k**ing 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 n***as 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 n***a been green blazing [Final Hook] (He dead) uhuh, (Amen) yes (He dead) indeed, (Amen) yup You know I k** it the hardest, when k**ing 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