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rj payne - mortifying كلمات أغنية

[intro]
my son jack
his future is so black
he has no ambition
he likes swimmin’ and fishin’
he simply drives me wild!

[verse 1: jakprogresso]
yeah, came here to do this sweet 16 (f_ck it up)
you know what i’m sayin’, at duetings and sh_t (arms out)
talent shows, yo
you all gonna hate this slumber party massacre, this sh_t is campy
crawlin’ to dry land beach, acidics and speed
i’m with syd and nancy (word), some out my head for this
i’m bored and dead for it (ohh)
i wrote this sh_t, real quick in the back of ted bundy’s, death warrant (nah)
art donated in place, of a spleen damage
i dropped the tabs in the juice orange, it’s the speed tablets (gloop, gloop, gloop)
up scorchin’ in h_llfire, aura fryin’
the scene is mortifyin’ (uh!), horrors dyin’
portals widen, in my crib, on some coraline sh_t (ahh)
rob the peanut, sn_tch the blue blanket off a lioness
i haven’t talked to my shrink, i’ve been off in psychics
k!ll, torture, bind kids (uegh)
invade a home, fall sleep and get caught inside it (uh?)
i’ll make a corpse look alive (uh?), move its arms and talk behind it (mah, mah, mah, mah)
smokin’ moss, crossin’ hybrids, authorisin’ (ahh)
crescent red sun inverted, cross behind it
offer my sh_t, i offer kindness
yeah
[verse 2: dark lo]
d_mn!
eat your kindness for weakness (he did!)
i took him on the road then blew his brains on his sneakers (blaow!)
they had lo playin’, then it blew out they speakers (it blew!)
i was just sayin’ the fast sweep, i hope it don’t reach us (i hope!)
you was stuck on the bleachers (hahaha), i was in the field (i was!)
i pray my brother make it home, he on his third appeal (i pray!)
i smack a smile off your face then ask you how it feel (punk n_gga!)
stuff a ak and brick, in a caddy grill (in the truck!)
your wife is daddy’s girl (she mine!)
my robe is silk (look at me!)
i’m zoned out bangin’ toadmilk (aymilk!)
totin’ your folks, your name is dragged in filth (it’s dirty!)
dragon fire when it come to bars, i got it sealed (i got it!)
he wanna rap beef, i want him dead, i got him k!lled (punk ya!)

[verse 3: rj payne]
payne
i catch bodies, i don’t spare suckas
n_gga, the inf’ beam is lil’ yachty hair color
i keep the stick, i’m african, that’s the spear chucker
bullets put the squeeze on a hater, now that’s the bear hugger
i don’t even need to be, i let the heater speak
banana clip’ll split your pineapple; that’s tahitian treat
grind 24 hours, i ain’t sleep in weeks
meet the beast, bullets ghost ride yo’ whip, keep the sneak
i came to get busy them n_ggas wake up
i’mma leave here smilin’ like diddy after the break up
gillie is the king of my city but, n_gga, straight up
i’m a barber with the bars, who starvin’ to get a shape up, huh?
when i tell you i’m a vet, it is not a lie
biggie smalls said it best; somebody gotta die
i murdered the top 10, then the bottom 5
n_gga, this is homicide, that’s my kinda job
payne
[verse 4: tristate]
i got my eye on the fetty wap like dread from belly, ahk (gua_guap)
you n_ggas nosy as a neti pot, desi c_cked (tsk_tsk)
semi_auto audio, audible swag run up your cardio
they got yo’ people chasin’ a bag
i let the mac blast (grrah), tear off your mask then hit the lab
mix the rémy in gun powder, murder the pen and pad
snort a line o’ ether, shed light on yo’ demonic features
they say the blade work nice (phew, phew), i slice the reaper like the beaker (uh)
inhale thick smoke, the needle broke
unload the number 2 lead with evil quotes
b_tch, i’m icin’ up
strapped with a few explosive devices
to twitter bond your presi for his middle age crisis
hah

[verse 5: benny the butcher]
yeah
the butcher comin’, n_gga!
yeah, look
we was sn_tchin’ food from under bunks
all y’all n_ggas want is blunts
i just stuffed the trunk with a hundred months (ah)
all my shooter guns is sparkin’ (doot, doot, doot, doot, doot), they tell me be humble but
.30 in the glove compartment is what i call a number crunch (ay)
is glocks around my crib, i got boxes ’round my crib (n_gga)
look like i just moved in (nah), i set up shop around my crib
they come and cop, the fiends might get stopped around my crib (sh_t hot, huh?)
got the heads up on a raid, i moved the block up out my crib (yeah)
i had to grind hard then, now, i grind hard still
the difference is, these racks clean, they got the pinesol smell (hahaha)
i was a free man, and couldn’t get my mind off jail (d_mn!)
institutionalized by laws, and ’em iron bar cells, huh (hm)
i strictly ride with hustlers, we smoke $50 dutches
brought my team back a brick, my b_tch balenciaga runners, uh (ah)
had to watch these snitches, they’ll trick me out my summer (ah)
i’m eatin’, that’s why my line busy when she dial my number (uh)
yeah, you know it’s f_ck the feds, huh (f_ck the feds), tell ’em to catch me (come get me!)
el plugger, they gon’ think you lyin’ if you tell ’em you met me
the butcher, n_gga, ay
griselda, by fashion rebels
[verse 6: conway the machine]
yeah
i put a sh_t bag on you, the fifth blast on you (boom, boom, boom!)
for thinkin’ that it wasn’t gon’ get bad for you (sh_t gettin’ bad, n_gga)
two to the back o’ your head, i did that for you
you ain’t feel nothin’ when i pushed your sh_t back for you (hahahaha!)
put the powder in the pot, i’mma whip that oil (whip up)
you can’t cook? have somebody whip that batch for you (whip that sh_t, boy)
i just want a thousand birds and a b_tch that’s loyal (uh_huh)
dope stashed in the wall so long the sh_t had spoiled (hah)
i don’t ask for help
because the n_gga that helped you can’t wait to tell everybody he did that for you (talk to ’em!)
uh, i told you i’m one o’ the best (cap)
get pumped with the tec, knockin’ chunks out yo’ flesh (boom, boom, boom!)
yes, i’m from the hood where the yay sold
ak to the face, n_gga, the casket gotta stay closed (doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot)
my n_gga just got out, he still rockin’ his state clothes (ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)
goin’ to collect, if you owe him then you next, p_ssy (boom, boom, boom!)

- rj payne

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