Paroles Murda Ya Life de Necro

Textes et Paroles de Murda Ya Life

Stabbin your face
with a butcher knife thats really long
I'll make you feel this song
when I beat you down to it
I don't care if I appear on it I'll do it
I represent the death rap, get your head cracked open
so we stair at your brain
I don't care if you think I'm insane cause I take respect this serious
so if you dis-re-spect, your an idiot
stick an ice pick in your neck till you bleed like a period
damb you kid, fam you kid
and if you dont, then you will when I fuck fear in you bitch
put it through you violently, silently
walk up to you, you have no idea its me
rockin a mask, poppin you fast with a glock, with a silencer
when you die you say;
it's Necro, the sicko, let go, I'm a jack it you fagget, let that flow
die like a man, if you can, but you cant, so you won't cause your a male hoe
yo, I run this shit
put guns through your chest
shootin breast milk all over your cereal
run your shit, your clothes, your shoes
And if you refuse-get your ass killed all over material
Brutal, sadistic, the only way to rip shit, I'm a stay cryptic
till the end of time
the only day you'll be doper then me with a rhyme is when I quit, dip shit
it 'il never go down like that
I'll still be around, from the ground I'll rap
as a corpse, as a verse thats driving the tell all demons on earth how to survive an "L"
My death rap is attacking you
your gettin stabbed in the brain with a verbal knife
you better watch your step, and show some respect
or else I have to murder your life
My death rap is attacking you
your gettin stabbed in the brain with a verbal knife
you better watch your step, and show some respect
or else I have to murder your life
chopping you up you fagget
and droppin you in a garbage bag
off of a bridge
had every ligament frozen in the fridge
its cheap and its fresh and its all for the kids
beat you to death
stompin your grill with combat boots
you fagget, fuck it
murdered militently to the best of my ability-im a stay grotesk
no rest for the wicked
circle a tirant, circulation is a virus
so perverted-nation of islands that converted pageuons to committ my sins
I'm a choke you with the pen I write with
get ready for the insertion, excursion through your juggular
poisoning you blood like you were a dead virgin
now you got flopped, for the first time in your life your dead
how you like it?
cant come back ever again, you better get use to it-i make you resemble your friend
psycho,logical, where its logical to be a psycho
astronomical with a rifle,blasting at you if your ass is comical
My death rap is attacking you
your gettin stabbed in the brain with a verbal knife
you better watch your step, and show some respect
or else I have to murder your life
My death rap is attacking you
your gettin stabbed in the brain with a verbal knife
you better watch your step, and show some respect
or else I have to murder your life
My death rap is attacking you
your gettin stabbed in the brain with a verbal knife
you better watch your step, and show some respect
or else I have to murder your life

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