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Conway The Machine

Rigamortis

 

Rigamortis

(album: The Devil's Reject - 2015)


Griselda...
Take motherfucking one thousand, haha
Look (you ready, kid?)

Got me breathing with dragons
I breathe and burn down ya cabin
I'm spazzing on every track and
I'm rapping 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,) bitch

Turning 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 rapping shit
When I'm spitting, it's so euphoric
Consistently making history
Bitch, you getting 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 spitting RAID
Well I'm acid to rappers (?)
And half of these rappers boring
They rapping about a Porsche
When they actually can't afford it
Attacking me is your mission
Then bitch you better abort it
You just a walking abortion
(He dead) bitch
(Amen) that's what they telling 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 writing, ducking a felony
Better be ready he got the chopper, aiming it steadily
Pull up I'm spraying 70
I'm from a different pedigree
Been releasing this hell in me
Ever since they put a shell in me
Cutta was up in that jail with me
Now we getting all this bread
And these niggas full of all jealousy
Far from me
These niggas ain't telling me nothing
Any niggas that's dissing me
Mad 'cause I got they bitch with me
Listen, you don't wanna a flip from me
Really, that's all you gunna get from me
Why you wanna go and diss me?
Just sit, and let me just make history
I ain't heard a nigga that's sick as me
Spitting this shit 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), bitch

Got me breathing with dragons
I breathe and burn down ya cabin
I'm spazzing on every track and
I'm rapping 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), bitch

Got me breathing with dragons
I breathe and burn down ya cabin
I'm spazzing on every track and
I'm rapping 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), bitch

done

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