Kendrick Lamar

Kendrick Lamar - Rigamortus lyrics

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Got me breathing with dragons

I'll crack the egg in your basket, you bastard

I'm Marilyn Manson with madness

Now just imagine the magic I light to asses

Don't ask for your favorite rapper



(He dead) Yessir

(Amen) Church

(He dead) I killed him

(Amen) bitch



And this is rigamortis

And it's gorgeous when you die

Ali recorded and I'm Morpheus,

The Matrix in my mind

I'm out the orbit

You an orphan and a hairdresser combined

I'm on the toilet when I rhyme

If you the shit then I decline

I climax when you begin

And then I end on Cloud 9

And that's important when you morph

Into an angel in the sky

And don't be forging all my signatures

My listeners reply and tell me

That you biting style

You got a hell of an appetite

And I'm be here for a while

Just buckle up before the ride

Or knuckle up if you could fight

We always making them duck or die

A suit and tie is suitable and usual in suicide

CSI, just might investigate

This f**king parasite



(He dead)

(Amen)



That's what they telling me

Aim it at your celebrity

This is studio felony

Pharrell got me too many

And cool enough for the 70s

Nigga, payback's a bitch

And bitch you been living in debt with me

That I more than especially

Leave a call on his mother voicemail

To say that he rest in peace

Bigger chopper the recipe

Wrestling, that's irrelevant

Rather rest at your residence

Whistling to the melody

Couldn't think of a better D

Better be on your P and Q

It's just me Jay Rock, Soul and Q

Solar system ain't barbeque

Ain't nothing else you can do



(He dead) yup, yup

(Amen) I killed him

(He dead) hahaha

(Amen) amen



Got me breathing with dragons

I'll crack the egg in your basket, you bastard

I'm Marilyn Manson, don't ask for your favorite rapper



(He dead) yup, yup

(Amen) I know

(He dead) for sure

(Amen) amen



Got me breathing with dragons

I'll crack the egg in your basket, you bastard

I'm Marilyn Manson, don't ask for your favorite rapper



I rapped him and made him Casper

I captured the likes of NASA

My pedigree to fly past ya

I pass the weed to the pastor

We all are sinners,

Won't you send us to Bible study faster

You hypocrit-esque is reaction of blasphemy

I assassin my casualty

And it's casually done

And tell 'em my salary come

A lump sum of hundreds

Don't talk to be bout no money

The sun is under my feet

And I come in peace to compete

I don't run if you rather leap

My statistics go up in weeks

And I go visit the nearest creek

And I get busy on many MC

Really ballistic, anybody can see

Any assistance, everybody done see

Some persistence, recognize I be

Really too vicious, the permanent beast

And the demolition, breaking up the streets

Better partition, better dot your T

And I gon' mention, how the far you see

Putting my dick in the rap industry

Everybody bitchin', getting mad at me

Recognize Kendrick, in the battery

And I'm charged up, and the catastrophe

Is charged up, and the audacity

And y'all f**ks, never could hassle me

And y'all luck, just ran out you'll see



(He dead) yup, yup

(Amen) I know

(He dead) for sure

(Amen) amen



Got me breathing with dragons

I'll crack the egg in your basket, you bastard

I'm Marilyn Manson, don't ask for your favorite rapper



(He dead) yup, yup

(Amen) I know

(He dead) for sure

(Amen) amen
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