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d2g - truthful rigamortis (freestyle) lyrics
no talkin’…..
verse 1:
i’m fire breathin’ with dragons, that scramble eggs in ya basket/
what some describe as a b-st-rd, with symptoms cl-ssed as a hazard/
my lyrics crafted as dastard, i’m aiming towards a cl-ssic/
now rumor & legend has it, my mental’s sp-cey as nasa/
they say my aggression’s p-ssive, to which i’m constantly laughin’/
specifically with this rap sh-t, cause other n-ggas is tragically/
trash with all of the wackness, but watch as i’m making magic/
and practically droppin’ actuals, companied by the factuals/
mental mission? subtractin’ you, missionary, contractual/
hitman on the vernacular, att-tude placed as radical/
method somewhat spectacular, vocals crushin’ ya clavicle/
cave ya chest in for real if i’m forced to do what i have to do/
hip hop being my home, you’re a tourist, you’re just p-ssing thru/
thrashing ya favorite rapper, that’s only part of my chapter
lyrically grinding ya bones into ashes, leave nothing after/
disasterous how i mastered, these quotes as sticky as plaster/
you flash with words? well i’m faster, demonic summons to pastors/
simply outlasting the rest of them, spart and train with the best of them/
you guessing a-e with the lyrics, scantrons? i’m testing them/
wizardry draining sins out your body, as you’re confessing them/
power of life and deaths’ in the tongue, and i’m spittin’ blessings/
invading craniums hexed from adults to the adolescence/
subtracting thoughts of stupidity, hoping to add-a-lesson/
t-tanium build i drape in, protected from any weapons/
from canons to smtih and wessons, the answer to all your questions/
i manifest as the day goes, sprinting towards the pesos/
hoping to double payroll with no stoppin’ til’ i say so
before you make it fuego, i highly suggest you lay low/
compet-tion? well…they know, just how the rest of this day goes/
either follow the way of 2g, or end up with halo’s/
i’m a dose of everclear, and you n-ggas as sweet as faygo/
i mold you into perfection, like god conceived me in play-doh/
you racing me for the throne? well you must’ve been snorting ya-yo/
i’m everything that you lackin’, i swear you hustling backwards/
i’m ninja like with my tactics, don’t ask for your favorite rapper…..
he dead!! (uh huh)
amen!! (i k!lled em’)
he dead!! (ok)
amen!! (a-men)
…..
pre-verse:
i be the truth….
yea…
said i’m the truth….every time i step in the booth…
i speak the truth…y’all know what i’m bringin’ to you…
it’s the truth…m-th-f-ckas know who i be…
i be the truth…what i spit shall set you free..
verse 2:
yo, ain’t n0body f-ckin’ with me on this mic so far/
want the truth…there it is…it just took 2 bars/
now the rest that’s gonna follow, is a blatant reminder/
these n-ggas y’all listenin’ to? blatant v-g-n-/
now that sounds pretty basic, but i’m partially inclined/
to pull some of b-tches files out of romney’s binder/
and i ain’t one particular to blow up spots/
but some of you n-ggas should thank me as to why y’all hot/
it’s either i ain’t been discovered to expose y’all wack/
or i done catapult’d you n-ggas as to where y’all at/
pardon me, but part of me just might be feeling myself/
another part of me is sayin’ no one’s as ill as myself/
trill talk, call it braggin’ , but let’s say what it is…/
ain’t no recess on my bars, i don’t play with you kids/
it’s more like…john wilkes booth d.c. snipe type/
prime mic tys’ on fight night, i’m quite nice/
on the bread hunt, you reach for my bimbo slice?/
f-ck around and catch a kimbo slice/
thinkin’ 2g’s a simp on life/
lace these missy’s up tight, so i can stomp you with these timbo’s, right?/
told these cowards on “spiteful” not to play with a vet/
test ya luck, young buck, you’ll get slayed with the rest/
mangle n-ggas til’ ya face is a mess/
leave ya lips on ya pecs, now n-ggas can really “say it with ya chest”/
vexed with the thought of ever holdin’ my tongue/
as opposite as snoop opposin’ weed smoke from his lungs/
any urge to stop me?….you should fight that sh-t/
i’m too fire..you don’t wanna go ignite that sh-t/
should you choose to refuse this warning, i’ll pull a edward norton
make you face the curb and have you bite that sh-t/
then send the footage to worldstar, paste it as a facebook status
and have my peoples “like” that sh-t/
see the things that i come up with/……
and this is somethin’ that ya peoples honestly swearing that you can f-ck with…/
g-ssin’ up ya raps like it’s tough spit/
hypeman’s p-rnhub…he “quacks like a duck” when he suck d-ck/
i call it how i see it, ain’t no “force him to stop”/
it gets worse…that “blocka freestyle” was a warning shot/
feel offended yet? good, b-tch! i want you to pop/
i’m giving all you n-ggas h-ll whether you want it or not………………
m-th-f-cka!!!!!
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