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Morbid S**t Lyrics - Brutality, Part 1 - Necro

Whatup you fuckin dirty bitches? Hookers, fuckin scumbags. You know I hate you 

Check this shit. 

 

(Necro) 

Yo morbid shit that's the type of rap I kick 

Like gettin your head cracked with a brick like some bitch cuttin off your dick 

Like gettin all of your jewelry vicked 

Like a Pit Bull leavin your flesh ripped morbid shit 

 

I'm as morbid as it gets 

And if there's anybody more morbid then me he's probably dead 

YOu ask me why must I have to be so enthralled in bloody brawls 

Glory catastrophe and blasphemy 

There's nothing I can do kid I pledge allegiance 

To rappin hardcore 12 now my rhymes are infecting regions 

All across the earth my verbal beatings are stabbing cretins 

Leaving your cerebrum bleeding stop breathing 

Your shit's soft quit rappin start clappin 

Slugs iny our skull when you're dead you'll drop your best album 

I got a fetish for shit that makes you vomit 

It's economics 1 million cats buyin my shit 

Mad evil people in the world seekin lethal 

Butcher knife rap illegal rap from a sadistic cat with D skills 

Droppin gothic put the glock clip inside the shit and pop it 

For every cat thats locked kid 

 

Yo morbid shit that's the type of rap I kick 

Like gettin your head cracked with a brick like some bitch cuttin off your dick 

Like gettin all of your jewelry vicked 

Like a Pit Bull leavin your flesh ripped morbid shit 

 

I outshine you by bein myself and I'm about to grind you 

Into pieces and start pleadin for help Jesus 

Lookin for death it could be found behind you 

ITs easy to help leavin ya held around your spine legions are felt 

About time you bleed for your wealth my persisting gore 

Leave you insecure for instance my raps please a whore Turning hip hop into all 

Keep your distance there's no more prep when bullets collide into your jaw 

Then you fall right to the floor 

I display charming grace beautiful garments laced 

Just to cater exotic taste 

All a cover up for my verbal vomit in disgrace 

SAdistic verbatim demonic waste imbolical blades 

 

Yo morbid shit that's the type of rap I kick 

Like gettin your head cracked with a brick like some bitch cuttin off your dick 

Like gettin all of your jewelry vicked 

Like a Pit Bull leavin your flesh ripped morbid shit 

 

Psycho+Logical fuckin bitces. Rapin your brain. Necro. Master of machal 

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