paroles de chanson Rigor Mortis - Dekay

Yeah, every day I live's only closer to death
Free from the wine-breath, one last lick on the hooker's breast
Fore I crumble to the dust beneath, before I rest
Dressed In black, possessed, Impressed
BItch, I'm nasty when It comes to sex, slugfest
One step to mess you up
Use up yo pussy 'til it's screwed up
When I die, don't want you all to weep
In a twilight sleep, eat morphine like you Rob Downey
Never wait for the booze coz Jack found me
Man I'm rowdy and I rep proudly
Never scared of the evils around me, I'ma kill people who surround me
Check, aqua fortis, just absorb it, drink up you gorgeous
Dump yo' body In a forest, yeah too bad, you not fuckin' Chuck Norris
Every lyric is just as sick as the dicks you lick, you sceptic
Yeah I'm droppin' shit and everybody's on my fucking dick
Boys, hun, I'ma go for the gusto
Go with the flow fo' da two fo', glow an' I must blow
Feed my 2 ninos, bitch I'm a beatle
Pop goes the weasel, wait for the sequel
Now you feeble, all you people dyin' off
Y'all better off bein' hooked to a needle

Attack the track, ain't no turning back
Yeah the thunder's back, like Too Many T's on the panther track
Yeah too many E's, you did swallow that
Shit got you stuck in a merry go round and round, got you off the tracks
Faded to black with yo' autotune, don't you notice, you out of tune
Fuck that! How could you beg to be up on stage
With a prima donna's rage, yeah bitch you weak as fuck
Get a check-up fo' yo' mental age
Get shut up, kiss yo' man 'fore he nut up, tear yo' butt up
Say what what in the butt butt before you start to get cu' cut up
You a bag of shit that I flush in the john, Dekay's back, better speak up o' run
Why should you run if you have so much fun
You scream like a bitch and I don't have a gun
Pray for that
Fame and dough
So I'ma pray for that
No I don't know
Am I the one to blame
If you ain't got a name
If you ain't got a dame
Ayo I set aflame the beats, my pen leaks
Like a bleeding clit right after I licked it
That's no dick, people want me to suck some to make it
Or yodel like Satine, are you fucking playin
Fuck with my gang? I don't have one
Mumble rap gang, ba ba ba ba
Marijuana with the bigger mama
Underwata, It don't fuckin' matta
Haha, Adios, kiss me goodbye 'fore you overdose
I'm a lethal dose and I'm grandiose, bow to the king 'fore you're comatose
They diagnosed cirrhosis, my lyrics lIke sclerosis
One week to get to necrosis then man It's fuckin' rigor mortis
I said It's fuckin' rigor mortis
Dirty Bladez records
Yeah, I rep the 24, cunt