no mo' (ft. R-Tact) pt 1

Chorus (R-Tact, yes he's black):

Open up the door, welcome to your nightmare, whore

I go really hardcore, niggas got me so sore

I don't really trust niggas no more

Open up the fucking door, welcome to the horrors, tore

This be my high score, you be in my morgue

I don't really trust niggas no more

 

Verse 1 (Me):

On a tightrope, my morgue, you know I soar

The skies, the sky be my world, she's my whore

I'm her guy, these hoes think they'll die yours, I fly, soar

The sky, what am I alive for? You left me to die for

Fucked up, I'm sore, I'm sore, yeah

You and I, I swore, this life be a mind war

Fucked up, 'cause I tore, and you impale me with my sword

Fucked up, welcome to my morgue

I titled it, "Raiden's Morgue" slogan, "All of us like gore"

Fucked up, I know it's so easy to die bored, yeah, shit

This my high score, lil' bitch, I got a tight score

Makin' my way downtown with 2 Glocks pull up to my store

Shoot everyone in the motherfuckin' store, shit I'd fight for

Better off dead, welcome to my shore, yeah

Lil' bitch bloody, and there's blood on my floor

This shit got me down bad, am I yours?

Shit, lil' bitch, I been up with my Forbes

Tryna calm my storm, and you strike my chords

Fucked up, I got my horns, fucked up, my life's short

I know you gon' let my corpse

Rot out, fuck, all kinds, sorts

Fucked up, and I don't wanna finish my form, yeah

And I'ma meet you in my court, yeah

I turned 5, and I came in 5 hordes

Fuck 'em all, I'ma get my 'wards

I don't give a fuck 'bout no bitch, this my sport

Yeah, playin' basketball, pray to my Lord

I know I fucked up with my horns, yeah-yeah

But I'ma tell you and prove wrong, what you gonna die for?

Saint Xul told me, "What you gotta lie for?"

I told him, "Yo, what you tryna hide for?"

And I lock my heart wit' a key, I'ma die sore

I'ma die tore, you and I, I swore

Fuck 'em all, goodbye Forbes

Gettin' my cash that I 'sorb

My eyes warp, love is like thorns

This cup I've poured, and bitch, I ward

Against demons with 5 horns

Fucked up lil' bitch, she say I'm short

But I'm 6'3, what you gotta lie for?

Be for real, bitch, I'ma cook my pork

Lately I've been bored, bitch, I swarm

Kill 'em all, I support, everything you say, I snort

This cocaine motherfuckin' bitch, this my fort

Fucking up with all this shit, I hop in my Ford

Fuck 'em all, they snitch, I'm up in my York

I don't even care 'bout nothin', 'cause I'm bored

Kill 'em all for makin' assumptions, I'm torn

I'm worn, I'm worm, what you on? I squirm

Yeah, you can go and eat my sperm (ewwww!))

This bitch don't know what I've learned

Gettin' my cash, I guess it's my turn

I got my herbs, I go so berserk, get my, you gon' get my germs

(What, be for real) I'm firm, fuck 'em all, I'm stern

Yeah, all this shit I've earned, I don't care, it's my term

Fuck 'em all, watch how I burn

Fuck 'em all, watch how I hurt

I never knew she could be my jerk

She can't take jokes, she see how I smirk

I done fucke up 5 clerks, I got my perks

Kill 'em all, what I've heard, 5 words

Can fuck you up, 'cause I lurk

In the darkness, leave ya in my dirt

Fuck 'em all, I'm like Lil' Durk, I'm like Durk

I get my cash, I'm like Meek, I put in my work

Yeah, fuck 'em all for me, lil' bitch can be my bird

Why she got a birdbrain? I got my herbs, aye, her hand slidin' up my shirt

Fuck 'em all, for sure, yeah, I heard

That you don't love me, but I'm sure

That I fucked yo' pussy- (Let's stop there before I burn)

 

 

Chorus (R-Tact, yes he's black):

Open up the door, welcome to your nightmare, whore

I go really hardcore, niggas got me so sore

I don't really trust niggas no more

Open up the fucking door, welcome to the horrors, tore

This be my high score, you be in my morgue

I don't really trust niggas no more

 

Verse 2 (R-Tact, yes he's black):

Niggas tryna ignore me, but all this shit just bores me

Fuck 'em up like Dory, I know they all adore me

I do 'em like Vega, Tori, I write these stories

Got all the niggas goin' horny, but to me, it's just corny

And I know they want my mercy, glory

Kickin' ass for me, not no shorty

And I know niggas like it gory

Hop in the jet, the Ferrari

I know that bitch ain't so sorry, yeah

Niggas just wanna party, but hardly do they care for Charlie

I get all my cash, niggas dead like Marley

Lil' bitch, I got me some barley, fuck niggas, Akari

Uh, Sunny killed Mari, in Omori

But it's okay, 'cause honestly, it don't bother me

Rai Rai say Kaito so fatherly, and I say, "I won the lottery"

As a youngin, nigga, I was doin' robberies

Tryna support my mama, my daddy was barely there, he was doin' snobbery

Everyone I met was addicted to mockery

Nobody really loved me, they just bothered me

And fuck what they say, we all grew up in poverty

So I don't mind, but I'm glad my mama mothered and fathered me

Pray for all the single mothers who don't got no one by they side

And you know when Z died, I done cried

And Lee told me, "I can be yo' guide"

I was a robber nigga, my smile wasn't so wide

And I shoulda known she was a digga', but I let it slide

Got my finga' on the trigga', I got no pride

I was in the winta', had to put my thoughts aside

Our cash was gettin' slimmer, I needed a ride

And my blood was gettin' thinner, had to provide

These niggas are beginners, suicide

And I was a sinner, I got high, I was a winner, but I had to sigh

I did not get her, it was social suicide

And my cash was gettin' bigger, and I didn't know why

These niggas wanna take me to dinner, but I despise

Bein' friends with people who pull triggers, is that alright?

And inside my mind, I wasn't doin' so fine

And I was doin' lines, I just wanted to shine

These niggas ain't showin' no signs, so divine

Rippin' out my eyes, my spine, in my mind

It's hard to find someone even remotely kind

Someone who won't leave yo' nigga ass behind

Someone who loves yo' design and is refined

And I decline, fucked up, how I'm defined

I know I need to do it for the hype

But out of spite, not quite

Fucked up all the time, nigga, show me to the light-ight