[Necro]
Yo, yo, yo, check this shit bitch,
For all you slime buckets, all over the land, peep it
[Necro]
Yo, I`m dancin on your grave like Borishnikov
I`ll rip you off
leave you in the desert `til the voltures strip your corpse
then rape your fuckin` wife, until my dick is soft
`til the flesh is pealin` off
I`m a devil consealed in cloth
walk, walk or get stabbed with a fork
you got a hole in your stomach
yo plug it up with a cork, you dork
lots of blood loss, red cross
couldn`t help your dead boss cut his head off
brutal, sadistic, the only way
I`ll be remembered, after I`m dismemebered
and my bones decay, a rap legend
to the aggressionary session
my invention of tention and powerful progression
it`s time, for sick rhymes, lunatic lines
hit your mind like consumin stricchnine
for all the shell, clips and glocks
you step to me with a weapon
you`ll be reppin` your clique in a box
[Chorus]
The most sadistic, you think not?
You might get shot, put `em in a plot
We ain`t playin, we ain`t rhymin` for nothin`
Yo this shit is our life, so let me tell you somethin`
If you ever diss me I`ma bring it to you
Got a crew of psychopaths that`ll stab you up too
Now say violence (violence), death (death)
Yo there ain`t nothin left to say, this shit`s fresh
[Ill Bill]
I`ll kill, you could be my latest victim
I`ll take a shit on your brain and make you sniff it
piss on your bitch`s tits and make you lick it
you fuckin` maggot
you probably fucked one hundred faggots
your a gay thug that loved jail and love gettin` your ass whipped
come around here actin hardcore
you never did dirt, you gonna get hurt
pull up your pink skirt
your pink panties`ll get your whig damaged
go eat a dick sandwhich
I can`t stand this motherfucker
make this bitch vanish from the planet
I`ll hit you like a ton of granite
get your blood splattered
face bashed in, you can`t win
I`ll stab you in the head wit shishkebab sticks
while watchin` mob flicks, nasty like armpits
when I be suckin` on you mom`s tits
she my bitch, she on my dick
tell that trick to stop callin` my crib
why`d you say she wanted to kill the bitch?
smokin` green clove, walkin` around town flossin` the free clothes
doper than Special K explodin` in the fiend`s nose
[Chorus] {*fades out with gatling gun sounds*}
