Ransom & Big Ghost Ltd
The Red Wedding
[Intro: RJ Payne]
These motherfuckers is dead
It’s Payne! Check

[Verse 1: RJ Payne]
Semi blick at you any temperature
Pun is still alive now you witnessing skinny Christopher
Penicillin float through my pin, I wrote plenty literature
These fucking rappers come to an end if I send a signature, uh
My pen is sharper, authentic author, my image darker
Mic disciple, the sniper rifle'll strip the blemish off you
You know my sentiment, every sentеnce a pencil scorcher
Mеntal torture, catch me in central Georgia, the Benz or Porsche
Immaculately rap, my strategy in tact
The savagery, shotty come with two batteries in the back
Don’t battle me, warning n***as that adamantly I snap
Two titties on one drum, my accuracy unmatched, n***a
Infinite potential, rip this instrumental
Mr. Temperamental, this shit’s essential, no pens or pencils
Been suspenseful with the way that we writing, we influential
Bend your mental, you don’t say what you meant, I’ma dent your dental, pussy
Rapidly dropping, rappers be watching happily, nasty and rotten
I’m Jackie Robinson going bad, been drastically plotting
These n***as just had to just drop an addy
We’re actually popping up and this ratchet could stop a caddy, n***a
Venom level high, been on level five
This chopper do demolition, shit'll bend a metal rod
I’m the devil and your god, the alpha and the omega
Bitch, I been catching bodies, start calculating the labor
It’s Payne
[Verse 2: Ransom]
Yeah, I’m like a Spartan from 300
We usually came out in night and purged when the street's hunted
There’s no regret when the deceased plummet
You don’t address the wounds of the past then you’ll still continue to bleed from it
Yeah, I just need some relief from it
My speech punish n***as who speak rugged with weak stomachs
Kill a rapper that’s rated high on the list of each pundit
Keys of coke, spinning the block with shooters is redundant
A boss is flexing when he says he’s boss, petty loss
Heavy talks blow out your momma’s speakers and shred your aux
Your pleasure’s dark, you don’t treasure art, measure’s off
Sleeping on your wins, you gon’ wake up mourning a deadly loss
I’m very harsh but I speak with purpose, was lying beneath the surface
Try and you’ll find some diamonds in recent verses
Release the curses I received in churches
Believe in worship but I’m dark as the suit and shades on the Secret Service
You meatless burgers getting beat and murdered
When they reach the verdict, we deserved it
You come with problems, you leave in hearses
I’m a machine, you gotta feed the circuits, get people nervous
Matthew 13:11, Eve when she sees the serpent
It's evil lurking in the hearts of many, the scars are plenty
Hope you know all your partners envy you park a Bentley
Mansion and a foyer, handguns to your lawyer
Plans out to avoid you, Ransom the Destroyer
[Outro :D-Styles]
“Muah, may you rest-, may you rest in peace”
“May you- you rest in peace”
“May you rest-, may-, may you rest-, may you-
You rest-, rest in peace”
“Muah, may you-, you- rest in peace”
“May you- you rest in peace”
“May you rest- may you- you rest
May you rest- you rest in peace”