Them

Album cover art for "Them" by Mr Hyde & Necro & ILL BILL & Lord Goat

Mr Hyde & Necro & ILL BILL & Lord Goat - Rap

Them

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[Intro] They're coming here. They're waiting at the edge of the city They're peering around buildings at night And they're waiting, they're waiting for you And they'll take you one by one and no one will hear you scream No one will hear you SCREEEAAAM!!! [Necro] Stick an axe in your guts like Maximus, bumpin' Exodus Bonded by hemoglobin dumpin' clips in your tits, the anarchist activist The Brotherhood of Evil Mutants run up on you Shootin' people, fuck your feeble unit, eunuch, none of us are good The Toxic Avengin' your head the reverend of death Revvin' the engine for the revelation of flesh being stretched to the ending Your homo click's exterminated like vermin Roaming through train stations terminated by electrical currents occurring I rock a pair of Nikes hikin' through the streets Like a viking holding spikes, I'm civilized and devilized, don't sleep! You're not ill, you perpetrate the blood that circulates In your vertebrae, you squirt in your shirt with the perverted murder percolate The revolting insulting cult king is resulting As the sickest fuck on the planet Earth, catapulting molting I'll be a billionaire and still be down to throw you down the stairs And kill you rockin' military, keep it ill, I don't care! [ILL BILL] ILL BILL, god of atrocity, fuck you with 5 fingers constantly The monstrosity, king of the scumbags, king of colostomy My gun bang, we run things, give you a neck tie Look how your tongue hangs, it's bloodbath pornography Splatterfest, sadomasochist, I'll paint the walls with your blood Physical Graffiti, cynical to greedy This is murder world, welcome to your death after ya afterlife I'll murder you again, laugh with the burner to your head Suicide soldiers like the Heaven's Gate, die obsessed with hate Blood stained holy books are like a test of faith Like the word of God telling me to kill, or the word of Pagans Telling me to sacrifice you in the name of Satan! Pain, lust and abomination, unholy combination Circle of Tyrants, we control an entire nation That can attack you like the Dawn of the Dead Rather be backstage catchin' head from your daughter instead! [Goretex] You on all 4's, candle stuck to your back like gauze I'd rather make a lampshade of your skin, tack you to walls It's when the boredom sets in, pull out my axe from the stall Howie pops up enough Paxil to last us 'til fall The Wizard of Gore diminished like your skull with a saw Emotionless Serotonin finished like cripples and dwarves God hates us all so we burn churches, your mouth's a urinal, bitch Blazin' the Deep Purple, I'll hurt you on purpose Never got shit handed to me The silver spoon is only used to cook the lotto?, the point is you kids are fantasies We sick goons, we don't give a fuck what you say Above the law gettin' apologies straight from DA's Playaz Ball, killa coked out, chokes of Berretta schemes If I don't blow up, this lab is a kitchen for Methamphetamines The wall's closin' in too much to fight Pay-Per-View suicide, we all die tonight [Mr. Hyde] Yo, I slay who I wanna when creating a horror See my state in nirvana is to make you a goner Stick a pick in your stomach because I'm sick of you frontin' But still I'm quicker to bludgeon and catchin' victims with nuthin' I'll whip out the sharp shank and stick and jig up with ease I watch your ligaments bleed with very vigorous speed My left hook is known to put a bitch in the seat And transform his face into mystery meat After I clap at the wig your skull will snap like a twig There ain't no little body counts, I make my massacres big Carefully put in the clips so that the bullets could rip You gettin' butchered to bits, to me it's as good as it gets Bet you leave on a stretcher when the 16 wet ya Wit' ya cap twist it back like the major league catcher Your head will bleed ketchup 'til your garments are soaked Watch me finish the job with somethin' sharp in your throat

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  • Circle of Tyrants