Rigamortis lyrics

by

J. Cole


[Intro]
Griselda
Take motherf*ckin' one thousand, haha
Look (you ready, kid?)

[Chorus]
Got me breathin' with dragons
I breathe and burn down your cabin
I'm spazzin' on every track and
I'm rappin' with so much passion
A race to the top, I lap 'em
Don't ask for ya favorite rapper
(He dead) I killed him (Amen) Church
(He dead) Killed him (Amen) b*tch

[Verse]
Turnin' rappers to corpses
My metaphors is like torches
I torch him and leave his corpse on a bag on his mama's porch
I'm a force in this rappin' sh*t
When I'm spittin', it's so euphoric
Consistently makin' history
b*tch, you gettin' extorted
Unfortunately I ain't make a fortune out these recordings
I could've been in a coffin but I'm alive so unfortunate
If Cassidy spittin' RAID
Well I'm acid to rappers (?)
And half of these rappers borin'
They rappin' about a Porsche
When they actually can't afford it
Attackin' me is your mission
Then b*tch you better abort it
You just a walkin' abortion
(He dead) b*tch (Amen) that's what they tellin' me
Flow is dope, you can peddle me
Triple-beam couldn't measure me
Drop The Devil's Reject and I'm special
My flow is heavenly
Melody on my lap while I'm writin', duckin' a felony
Better be ready, he got the chopper, aimin' it steadily
Pull up, I'm sprayin' 70, I'm from a different pedigree
Been releasin' this hell in me ever since they put a shell in me
Kutter was up in that jail with me
Now we gettin' all this bread and these n*ggas full of all jealousy
Far from me, these n*ggas ain't tellin' me nothin'
Any n*ggas that's dissin' me mad 'cause I got they b*tch with me
Listen, you don't wanna a flip from me
Really, that's all you gonna get from me
Why you wanna go and diss me?
Just sit, and let me just make history
I ain't heard a n*gga that's sick as me
Spittin' this sh*t with intensity
Viciously, all of my verses is crack
And you can't get a brick from me
Get the blick then eventually, I'ma get you, it's official
(he dead) Haha (amen), b*tch
[Chorus]
Got me breathin' with dragons
I breathe and burn down ya cabin
I'm spazzin' on every track and
I'm rappin' with so much passion
A race to the top, I lap 'em
Don't ask for ya favorite rapper (he dead)
I killed him (amen), church (he dead)
I killed him (amen), b*tch
Got me breathin' with dragons
I breathe and burn down ya cabin
I'm spazzin' on every track and
I'm rappin' with so much passion
A race to the top, I lap 'em
Don't ask for ya favorite rapper (he dead)
I killed him (amen), church (he dead)
I killed him (amen), b*tch
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