LYRICS – R.I.P. Negativity

LYRICS – R.I.P. Negativity


R.I.P. Negativity

By: Moor iLL x Brandon K. Hampton x 2G Ali 

Brittany Chrishawn

Lyrics R.I.P. Negativity

 

V1

Moor iLL

You a rat like Master Splinter on the cocaina

I trusted you, you tried to put my soul up in a blender

Like the T.V. infomercial product called a Ninja

Grabbed the phone and called the 1-800 number didn’t ya

Introduced me to acid, thought I seen a casket

Rise from the dirt and open up for me the that year

Out came a skeleton it whispered to me passive

Felt schizo like my big bro, don’t wanna be that kid.

You needed me to sell molly drugs in Hollywood

Then God spoke to me you was hoping molly would

A stranger gave me a c-note, like a seed of hope

Cause I’m the chosen one underneath the cosmic microscope

So, like Brandon said muthafuck an Eddie

Think you’re a shark, but to a killer whale you’re just spaghetti

Devour my enemies, that’s if you ain’t dead already

If not, this a bullet to your head already

 

V2

Brandon K. Hampton

I say heavy is the head that wears the crown

Gave you my city, but I had to go and burn it down

Now bloody is my face that wears the frown

Oh how heavy is my head that wears the crown

See I once broke bread with you at the table of brotherhood

And you misunderstood my gentle gesture

But to the king of his empire you were just a jester

Simply a clown, around for entertainment

But, then you got to showing your ass with all the bitching and complaining

So I say to you, that the fish rots from the head

So you and your followers have just been sentenced to death

Ridd the fish, Red the pig, in bed with Sydney the bull

All fornicating with each other and trying to play me for a fool

You tried to disguise yourself as a siren known as Cleopatra

And as you rolled from the carpet it was nothing but laughter

You thought that I was Julius Caesar and I wouldn’t seize ya and it would be the same setting

But, I’m like King Henry the 8th and Jo Ann Bodin’s beheading

 

Chorus

Brittany Chrishawn

(R.I.P.) R.I.P. to negativity at ease

(R.I.P.) Godda get my energy clean don’t cause a scene

(R.I.P.) Not being mean but merely saying what I mean

What I mean is that I godda call it like I see (Negativity)

(R.I.P.) R.I.P. to negativity at ease

(R.I.P.) Godda get my energy clean don’t cause a scene

(R.I.P.) Not being mean but merely saying what I mean

What I mean is that I godda call it like I see (Negativity)

 

V3

Moor iLL

Here’s some astrology for a bitch named Red

You’re in the bed, suspect, giving head

You’re not a man, you’re more like a lady friend

Cause space mob’s a group of dick sucking aliens

Keep your penis breath out my face you’re not a friend

You’re a fan or a Stan since you think you’re Eminem

But, you’re really feminine – switch your name to cinnamon

Oh you’re “Super Nova”? Heh? Stupid don’t you know the

Nova is the phase of a star before it blows up

So, basically your name means you are deceased

But if you wanna stay alive then don’t listen to this beat

But you know it’s too late cause you gone hear it in your sleep

Waking up in cold sweats like army vets in their sheets

You always had your eye on me because I am your idol

How you gone be my rival when you losing to survival

Face the east a praise Allah that I never slide you.

 

V4

Brandon K. Hampton

Ridd said that he would destroy everything in my kingdom

from which I have built because he couldn’t live with his own dissatisfaction and guilt

His heart was broken his body choking from being clotted and rotted

But, I built my defenses strong so you should probably stop it

Because what you reap you shall also sow and I know

Because heavy is this head that wears the crown

I built this kingdom and I had intentions to keep you around

But started trying to taint my bloodline

Wanting me to be your daddy cause your real one

Was disgraced that you were in his family so you wanted me to step up and be your pappy

But I have a son G, a true sire – his language is truth and yours is that of a liar

So, he will inherit it all – the golden palace that comes with the legacy crown

and the thrown. And there is no overthrowing this empire

Because love is the fire and the heart is the soul

I got the angels on my side and you’re the negative energy that has to go

 

H00K

Brittany Chrishawn

(R.I.P.) R.I.P. to negativity at ease

(R.I.P.) Godda get my energy clean don’t cause a scene

(R.I.P.) Not being mean but merely saying what I mean

What I mean is that I godda call it like I see (Negativity)

 

V5

Moor iLL

Now let me cook up the beat for that fat fuck A.J.

Remember when I gave your musty ass a place to stay

And my momma fed your fat funky ass every day

When your daddy wished he kept you in his nuts and turned gay

You know I’m telling the truth, cause my mom dukes

Called your daddy and told him to take care of you

Your papa tried to warn us, said you was a leech

It’s a reality cause your whole crew weak

All your niggas skinny you’re the only one that eat.

Always on a diet but get fatter by the week.

Blood-clot in your arteries and whatnot.

Always taking shit, but dem never bust back

Botti boy, put a bullet in your body boy

Das why Kevin bust your lip with all your shit talking boy

If you got swung on you would not swing back

You ain’t from Fifth Ward pussy you’re a Sugarland cat

How does it feel to have your favorite rapper push your wig back

You should be honored that you met me way before the platinum plaques

Way before the stacks before the trips to Africa and back

When I let you meet Mike B. you know, Jr. Creed

Back when we was one blood like Jr. Reed, at ease

 

Bridge

Moor iLL

You cannot ignore this nor can you destroy this

Weigh your heart on the scale of Matt you looking nervous

You’re fucking with Ausar, I’m the god beneath the surface

Research the name on the tomb for you disturb it.

 

Verse 6

2G Ali

Negativity disappear from me

No longer 3rd eye blind Gullahs drumming my Geechee history

Intellectually dressing Du Bois W.E.B.

I nurture future intentions and pass my children the recipe

Write, remember, recite my bars no carbon copy

Just witness this so respect my Joe Clark it’s hard to do me

Cruel world so rarely fathered this bastard here keep his guard up

Sit still observe and study life lessons so I don’t get caught up

So shoo fly don’t bother me tired of the negativity

I’m different so I switch up the scene please over-stand

My rough journey through adolescence now blossomed into this man

Hey keep trucking, don’t wipe your feet, you’re not welcome don’t need your hand

Not a pain freak and don’t piss in the wind partner. You cross me

And be like poof AKA Mr. David Copper I’m allergic to BANS

Bitch ass niggas piss my allergies off

Hereditary ducking suckers then just trace up a boss, nigga

 

H00K

Brittany Chrishawn

(R.I.P.) R.I.P. to negativity at ease

(R.I.P.) Godda get my energy clean don’t cause a scene

(R.I.P.) Not being mean but merely saying what I mean

What I mean is that I godda call it like I see (Negativity)