yo check this shit. mother fuckers. necro shit bitch. yo yo yo yo......... . brutal style butcher knife verbel dice. nice splice your flesh together like tape.
[Chorus]. Pistol packin honkey drinkin no money BUM. The bum from the dark get a job you punk. Homeless people livin in the train stations. Just lazy bums.
[Chorus]. One time for sharp cats, killing so biblical. There's two ghettos, one in the mind, the other physical. The big sleep, put you in line with thugs spiritual.
You think you got a gold twat. But slut your stinky like an old sock. Now suck that dildo like a blow pop. Up and down like a robot. Your diary's filled with inquires.
I be that insane white boy, stabbin ya girl like a sex toy. her twat smells like rotten stank-a-lot, her pussy residue isnt new. my cock mixes her up like stew.
[Verse 1]. Ya dead kid, now ya just meat for preperation. Ya brain smeared all over the street like defecation. Pull a gun out on a star. Ya ain't to famous on Hollywood boulevard.
My anguish and aggression. Cuz pain is awesome we live off it. My anguish and aggression. . (Necro). If you mess with me your destiny's to rest in peace.
Intro:. Nobodys getting rid of me, I'm staying, staying until your all dead and buried. Till you rot in your graves, you'll never get rid of me never!! (smash) (crack) (break).
[Sample: Interview with Gene Simmons of KISS]. [Interviewer:] "Now, let's get to the studded codpiece. Do you have a sense. of humor about that? Does it seem funny to you?".
You thought you're really dirty?. Now try some of this filth!. . [Verse 1]. You got to douche your puss 'cause that shits stinky. My scum is screaming drink me.
[Verse One]. My shit's straight bile*. You're mild, you've got no style. I won't be impressed til your* possessed by baliel. I make beats like surgeons resume.
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11. The 12 king pimp commandments!. . Uh. It's pimp gator. Peep the jewels. . A king pimp's been here for years representin'.
[verse 1]. Ahhhhhh, necro!. Yo, the most morbid overdose off it. Like cindy crawford's baby comatose in the coffin. I'm awful, often unlawful. Crack you with a softball in your skull.
(necro). . Verse 1. . Turn this shit up real fuckin loud. Drinkin the bile out your pancreas the fanciest cancerous talkin lyricist pack a shank on the hips.Your a Skanky bitch slit your rist clitoris if your inhibited I'll piss in your syphilis Incubus. Mr. Death Dr.Demise Surgeon slice.You'll die really slow if you don't appreciate life.Your wack if you don't appreciate knives the way a knife slices precice it's trife it's a demonic device..
Terrorize your whole click. Make you suck on your own nips. Now spit the cancer out. Grab a glock, call me sir manson alot. Blow your brains on the seat.
[Verse 1]. Yeah my mafia's like a posse of soldiers trooping through Bosnia. Body ya to bury ya with a hundred bodies on top of ya. Your life's expired, you're on the floor dead with ya' arms out like ya tired.
Yo Yo,. Check This,. Yo. . Leave you stiff like a cat puffin coke and weed in a spliff. Nose broken bleeding, drift away as they lift you on a stretcher rip.
[necro]. Shout out to all you dirt bags, nyu dirt bags,. That's right scum suckers. guess who's in the house?. I came here to lace you, you pigs, you get laced..
[Intro]. Yo, it's Scrooge... Scrooge. Scrooge is up in here...ho ho ho!!!. . [Chorus]. I wish you a merry crucifixion, I wish you would get a new religion.
[Intro]. Yo, it's Scrooge... Scrooge. Scrooge is up in here...ho ho ho!!!. . [Chorus]. I wish you a merry crucifixion, I wish you would get a new religion.