Niggamortis (Week 6) Lyrics

[Hook]
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 ashes, don't ask for your favorite rapper

(He dead) Yessir (Amen) Chuuch
(He dead) I killed him (Amen) Bitch

[Verse 1]
Got me so mad its primal
My only focus survival

My sin bleeds through this pen you better go grab ya bible
I tower you like the Eiffel
While ya girl give me a french kiss

I'm the full starting five put the rest up on the bench list
Got my pen and my mic hand smack the face of a dike hand
Flew to success off the project runway what a flight plan

Trying to make something of my fucking life in this lifespan
So sit yo ass down around the pedestal where I stand

Preach these people saying keep preaching
I give em what I can but these niggas keep reaching

I heard the echoes of silence would keep enemies from speaking
But the state of my mind could not keep me from tweaking


[Hook]
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 ashes, don't ask for your favorite rapper
(He dead) Yessir (Amen) Chuuch
(He dead) I killed him (Amen) Bitch

[Verse 2]
This here is niggamortis
These ignorant niggas in porches

Can kiss the sole of my forces
As I stomp em out
These hits I pump em out
Think twice before you speak once
'Cause last career to challenge me so early
Never saw lunch

That's the kiss of death to these records never soft touch
Damn it dz is sick as hell sickle cell jingle bells
Gift to the world just in case you niggas couldn't tell

Like Urkel in a sped class treat it like I couldn't fail
If there’s competition in the room well I couldn't tell

Your group ain't men without me guess they couldn't spell
Failed to realize i'm the shit. guess these niggas couldn't smell

[Hook]
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 ashes, don't ask for your favorite rapper

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Genius Annotation

“When rigor mortis occurs within a corpse, its muscles tighten, causing the body to become stiff and very difficult to move. The chemical reaction makes all blood gravitate to the areas of the body that are closest to the ground, leaving colorful spots as an indication of life that once existed. As the soul escapes, toxins remain causing the corpse to rot and decompose. DzThaBoss incorporates the word nigga to use the title of the song to foreshadow in a way what this song discusses; laying to rest the stereo type of a black male by attacking the source of the problem and bettering himself. In simpler terms he’s laying rest to stereotypes."

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Release Date
November 16, 2012
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