Текст песни Necro - Underground

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[sung] I keep straining my ears to hear a sound Maybe someone is digging underground Or have they... Yo man motherfuckers are clowns man; Hip-hop's too nice It's too pretty What are you gonna do to it Necro? Take a razor, and slice it! [Necro] Yo, peep this shit like this Kill the head, kill the body, and knows who I'ma ruin When I float like a dead body and sting like peroxide on wounds I'm rollin a fatty like death is comin believe it Recognize the chain of command I deliver the pain you're receivin Brain washing has officially begun Kid you peep a psycho holdin a butcher knife dancin like Re-Run It's rainin, as God pisses on earth I drop bile like a vagina dismisses at birth Devour my shower that's golden I'm puffing the sacks, rolled in smoldered flesh, holding the fresh, cancer-infested colon How can I make my point to you fools? I'll drop a dead A&R off a roof and on his chest it'll say, "Necro rules!" I'm above the constitution My shit stays bubblin like burnt flesh My rhymes are acid in Clorox solution Your eyes will burn once the acid hits You'll be blinded like Rosie O'Donnell jumped up ten feet in the air and flashed her tits Life is shady G in 1976 my parents created me I've been flippin since 1983 I always took pain as a game When I was six I cracked my head open and looked in the mirror to see my brain Wonder why I'm like an icicle? At five I was hit by a car ridin my tricycle, a hit and run son Mad young in the hospital receivin stitches made me vicious Peeping cretons with Mephisto in their eyes made me suspicious Runnin through Glenwood PJ's, as a young buck I didn't dance that fresh, I burnt ants to death Taste me you will see more is all you need Dedicated to how I'm killin you! You're unhealthy you're a felon P.O. checks your bladder You're an addict; if you beat me I'll deliver you death on a platter The customer's always right but this time the customer's left on a stretcher gaspin for breath The cipher flows like rolly polly, kill yourself slowly Plus you're already dead if you're homely So bitch, there's a little red dot on your skull, so pray Most of New York's population is filled with mental patients pretendin to be normal, pretendin to be mental patients Gotthem got rapists by the pile Watch out for goons of vile infested smiles and dreams of molestin your child You gotta pack a black, glock, with, the, extra clip when shit gets thick You gotta punch a kid, dead, in the, nose, if he ever tries to front and diss You need to puff a bag, of, dro's, when, listening to brutal shit like this You gotta rock a lamb, skin, with, the, spermicide for a nasty bitch Make sure your girl's syphillis clean before I slide my tongue up in her Don't you darrrrrre ruin my dinner! My ventriloquism hits you like ism Sprayed with raid mixed with pissim mixed blades butchery sadism I rip your gat, when I twist my wrists 1 finger, 2 finger, 3 fingers, 4 fingers fuck it the whole fifth Ran up your wife's ass gets murdered type fast Blast scum up on your BC mask and dirty flash pipes flash Call, plumbing we're coming inside like sluts like Kimberly Drummond You know the steez, I slay my prey, day by day Kill yourself, on some euthanasia shit Rockin Timb's with razors on the tip Today's the day to flip on a decapitation tip I'm fascinated with, leavin you lacerated split on point like an assassination hit your knot Some one to have patience with, I'm better off lettin off two clips at you face set it off to decide who's better off deaded off Inject 'til you feel correct, feel the effects of my hex Force you to have sex with techs, chopped at funeral next Buy my poison I got triple six i

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