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rumr - funeral lyrics

[intro: j+r3d]
ladies, gentleman
i would like to thank you for attending this funeral
of these sh+tty, sh+tty ass rappers
not to mourn, but to rejoice
because a new group has emerged called rumr
that consists of j+r3d, ric da vinci, and mugen styles
don’t fear
we came to save y’all

[verse 1: j+r3d]
r.i.p to sh+tty rappers ain’t gon’ be no eulogy
rip that corny chain and throw they bodies where the sewers be
now usually i be preaching unity
but so much f+ckin scrutiny
it turned my mood to be remove the foolery
manuever thru the beef this nothing new to me
the brew is sick, there’s no immunity
i turn the beat from g to r, i ain’t talking nudity
y’all never losing me, my tank is never e
i aiming for you porks, call me everdeen
my bars be breakin’ borders
stabbing y’all deli orders
y’all slower than a tortoise
finna slide in up your quarters
i will k!ll y’all n+ggas for a quarter
y’all 1/4 of me
death certificate in hand
that’s my fourth degree
y’all not forcing me
i forcefully destroy the beat
abortion speed
forks to beef
i’m op
them n+ggas od
i mop your whole team
my flow is molting
put the tac up in your back like mick foley
slit your f+ckin’ wrist a new roley
[verse 2: ric da vinci]
lately i been on a roll like b+tter
i make copy/paste con+artists stu+stu+studder
mumbling, fumbling through a 16
i paint better than sistine
athletes foot treated on wrists please
no more challenges y’all throwing clocks in trash
wasting time
i got too many rhymes to turn down like curfews
leave the volume up, king
the way i’m turning tables you giving me the money like check please
y’all guarding (garden) but y’all sick from the way i flew over i’m the only one blessing me
right on the bread like a sesame
evidently you see the looks they sending me when funeral’s on
i got a rottweiler pedigree with no+one ahead of me
no sedative can settle me
imperative to just let ‘em in
ain’t no use for the leash
a minute in you regretting this
this verse finna tear a bite in ya terabyte
so i’mma just try to keep this pc
ain’t no shot like y’all been lobbing it
y’all been trotting while i been sprinting
i work so i won’t be forgotten
no pause in breathe between the verse like i’m non+responsive
i clinically pass away when i pass the bar
every deal i sign come with a will to win that i’d die for it practically commit suicide when i spit
they look at me in the booth and ask me “u k?” like i’m a brit
i’m laying bar after bar like a mason while y’all wither away like a raisin in broad day
mugen go i’m off it
[verse 3: mugen]
744+889+7277 (shi+tty+raps)
let’s see if these motherf+ckers answer
ahh yep, see
they f+cking dead
they f+cking dead

cut ya lifeline
time of death
the second a breath
left the mess of a vessel
you infested and neglect
it’s a pattern of disrespect
sh+tty rappers born in the future
they really seem to miss the tech
living nine lives like a feline
but at the same d+mn time
i see rhymes, excrete lines
still better than anything you spit in your whole d+mn life
these sh+tty ass rappers don’t even deserve a funeral

who knew
there’d be so many people
who think they can rap
but ain’t got it like that
i said
who knew
there’d be so many people
who think they can rap
but they all come with the cap
steady tokin’ (token)
like i’m playing cr+ps
this sh+t slaps
so sit back
let rumr lower the casket
and if you looking for the crown
well baby, you already know who has it

- rumr lyrics

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