Mortimers Lament by K Station Lyrics
[Intro]
He ain't have to do it but he did
Mortimer Goth, big money
We're going to end this once and for all
[Verse 1: K Station & Flow Lucci]
Mortimer Goth (Mortimer Goth)
Everyone knows me (eveyone)
Edmonds the enemy (he a opp)
We are not homies
I couldn't breathe
My life, she slipped away slowly
Dag Dag to my kids man I know they lonely
Hit Danny Phantom because I'm going ghost
My body was cold while hitting the floor
My body was frozen I can't let this go
Life after death, only I know
Goth I went black
My spirit done rosе
You cannot see me but I will be close
Up in thе mirror is where Imma show
Eating hot dogs I hope that you choke
I don't care what gang you repping
You ain't getting off this Eezy (ok)
If you kill me then I'm haunting
I guess they didn't believe me
Might possess your so called wife
Kick back chilling in her deeply
You to broke to pay respects (you too broke)
You can catch these ghostly hands freely
My kids need me
They need me
Man, oh well ( well oh well)
Imma pop up in your house
To show you I am well (I am well)
I was rich now I know dead presidents well (I know them well)
Edmond still on earth but Imma show him hell (show him hell, hey)
And for my wife, oh that's right
Skip that girl don't remember her name
Since Imma ghost I be doing the most
Your stank butt kid
I will not behave
Punk stop crying in front of my tomb
I don't want coward tears all on my grave
Play with the lights in the mid' of the night
Have them all flashing it look like a rave
I will leave when he falls apart
When there's nothing left
R.I.P to me no peace for you
I will not let you rest (I will not let you rest)
It's going lonely in the netherworld
I think we need some quest
Bruh who's next in line, pickup game
I think Edmond got next
Mortimer Goth
[Verse 2: Flow Lucci]
You killed my father
Now I just got to go harder
Got to get a little bit smarter
You killed a man with a son and a daughter (uh)
Now I'm the man of the house (uh)
Got to continue the legacy (uh)
And when I get a little older I might get your wife to just come and have sex with me (ah)
I hope you fuck up all of your recipes
I hope PG don't become an actor
I hope Berlin don't become a writer
I hope your dog grow up a bastard
I hope that Joe get married to a hoe
I hope LJ get fired from his job
I hope your wife get caught lacking
And get her ass beat by my mom
And I'm not mean but I swear to god
My dad got killed by a lazy slob
Who got a kid that he don't care for
He can't even raise a fucking dog
With your bitch ass
Our life got you big mad
Cause you see we got big cash
And your wife gonna get smashed
I'll give that hoe whiplash
Quick fast
Take her out like that bitch trash
Hating cause out pockets fat like them bitches need Slim fast
Mortimer
Know my name when I walk in the door
Tell them red carpets all on the floor
Bout to go fuck me another whore (yuh)
Walking your wife down my corridor (yuh)
Open her legs and I'm gonna explore (yuh)
I'm super rich I might go on tour (yuh)
After this diss you won't want no more (yuh, uh)
[Outro: Flow Lucci]
Yea, warned him, yea
Can't believe you killed my fucking dad man, fuck
He ain't have to do it but he did
Mortimer Goth, big money
We're going to end this once and for all
[Verse 1: K Station & Flow Lucci]
Mortimer Goth (Mortimer Goth)
Everyone knows me (eveyone)
Edmonds the enemy (he a opp)
We are not homies
I couldn't breathe
My life, she slipped away slowly
Dag Dag to my kids man I know they lonely
Hit Danny Phantom because I'm going ghost
My body was cold while hitting the floor
My body was frozen I can't let this go
Life after death, only I know
Goth I went black
My spirit done rosе
You cannot see me but I will be close
Up in thе mirror is where Imma show
Eating hot dogs I hope that you choke
I don't care what gang you repping
You ain't getting off this Eezy (ok)
If you kill me then I'm haunting
I guess they didn't believe me
Might possess your so called wife
Kick back chilling in her deeply
You to broke to pay respects (you too broke)
You can catch these ghostly hands freely
My kids need me
They need me
Man, oh well ( well oh well)
Imma pop up in your house
To show you I am well (I am well)
I was rich now I know dead presidents well (I know them well)
Edmond still on earth but Imma show him hell (show him hell, hey)
And for my wife, oh that's right
Skip that girl don't remember her name
Since Imma ghost I be doing the most
Your stank butt kid
I will not behave
Punk stop crying in front of my tomb
I don't want coward tears all on my grave
Play with the lights in the mid' of the night
Have them all flashing it look like a rave
I will leave when he falls apart
When there's nothing left
R.I.P to me no peace for you
I will not let you rest (I will not let you rest)
It's going lonely in the netherworld
I think we need some quest
Bruh who's next in line, pickup game
I think Edmond got next
Mortimer Goth
[Verse 2: Flow Lucci]
You killed my father
Now I just got to go harder
Got to get a little bit smarter
You killed a man with a son and a daughter (uh)
Now I'm the man of the house (uh)
Got to continue the legacy (uh)
And when I get a little older I might get your wife to just come and have sex with me (ah)
I hope you fuck up all of your recipes
I hope PG don't become an actor
I hope Berlin don't become a writer
I hope your dog grow up a bastard
I hope that Joe get married to a hoe
I hope LJ get fired from his job
I hope your wife get caught lacking
And get her ass beat by my mom
And I'm not mean but I swear to god
My dad got killed by a lazy slob
Who got a kid that he don't care for
He can't even raise a fucking dog
With your bitch ass
Our life got you big mad
Cause you see we got big cash
And your wife gonna get smashed
I'll give that hoe whiplash
Quick fast
Take her out like that bitch trash
Hating cause out pockets fat like them bitches need Slim fast
Mortimer
Know my name when I walk in the door
Tell them red carpets all on the floor
Bout to go fuck me another whore (yuh)
Walking your wife down my corridor (yuh)
Open her legs and I'm gonna explore (yuh)
I'm super rich I might go on tour (yuh)
After this diss you won't want no more (yuh, uh)
[Outro: Flow Lucci]
Yea, warned him, yea
Can't believe you killed my fucking dad man, fuck