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mr. morbid & melph - rigor mortis lyrics

[verse 1: grave digger]
flatline m-ssive grave digger the solo -ss-ssin
i got a black casket i bring the cash in
and it’s stashed away i’m waiting for the day
when the computers crashing and leaving the people to stray
i got the ak so when the purging play
i’m sending motherf-ckers to the cemetery today
first, i light the kush, then take them to the edge
and give em a push, i’m leaving the rigor mortis in the bush
and it’s plenty more to do i’m horrible
grave digger the horrorcore oracle that’ll slaughter you
see me in the street, you bird n-gga i’ll break your beak
we never turn the other cheek that sh-t is weak
if you see the physique in a silhouette in the dark
the kid ain’t playing tag when he’s chasing you through the park
a cane corso that’ll k!ll don’t even bark
we took a cash advance and now we ain’t missing the mark

[chorus: mr. morbid]
from the morgue to the cemetery
where the corpses are getting buried
from pulse to flatline, embalmed in rigor mortis
it’s the flatliner crew with melph and mr morbid
from the morgue to the cemetery
where the corpses are getting buried
from pulse to flatline, embalmed in rigor mortis
it’s the flatliner crew with melph and mr morbid

[verse 2: mr. morbid]
it’s the horrorcore carnivore, flesh eating, death breeding
red streaming rivers of blood from all the heads bleeding
i’m sicker than a s-x scene with a dead fetus breastfeeding
and has ed gein in the back screaming
so welcome to the next season in the abyss
where demons injure ya kids till they’re bleeding into a pit
my evil instrument is the voice i was given
to destroy ya religion is the only choice i was given
now i’m hoisting ya children upon the cross
then i torture and k!ll them, so beware what the sorcerers wielding
all my warriors will slaughter civilians
burn em down to a crisp, torching any fortress you’re building
i’m a mortician that’s illing, the more victims i’m k!lling
the more twisted i’m feeling, it’s all viscera spilling
the gut slasher you’re in a pool of your own f-cking blood splashing
snuff actress till we cut cameras

[verse 3: redrum]
these devils teach us k!lling but then lock us up for murder
redrum, he says the most absurdist sh-t you’ve ever heard of
furthermore, i roam these streets of h-ll as an observer
reserve your purgatory invitation, end of story
just thinking how my lyrics rape this beat makes me h-rny
when i die, pour out a little hennessy to mourn me
the nerve of this, grimace looking burger n-gga gordy
how dare he claim king of horrorcore, n-gga corny
lordy lordy, i’m the illest, call me rap caligula
me and my brother digga, a grave you know we digging ya
administers of pain, cursed by christian ministers
the sinister inquisitors, the cemetery visitors
strolling through the valley, there be snakes on the road
whether weak and the wicked, or the brave and the bold
and the truth to be told, is the truth takes a toll
in this rap industry, plenty souls to be sold

[verse 4: mr. morbid]
we corrupt b-st-rds, raping sl-ts in a locked casket
bloodbaths, because we just savage
rock masks and abduct mad chicks
bring enough madness when we cut that b-tch
if it’s not that sick, then i can’t mess with it
why even make fl!cks if you can’t stretch limits
get ya d-mn head split, like an amtrak hit it
flatlinerz on a track, godd-mn that’s wicked

- mr morbid melph lyrics

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