Blunt on the Topic of the Stunt ’94

Lyrics

[Necro Intro] Check this out Check it out, checka Check it out, check it Mmm I gets blunt on the topic of the stunt Yeeaah x4 [Necro Verse 1] I'll leave blood dripping from your anus if you diss I never sweat Un-sensitive I'm negative with this I piss semen in your uterus Bitch, you could kiss my asshole After I've taken a shit I approach a female roach For digits I stay away from petite midgets Bitches that squint and fidget Four eyed cunts, that smoke blunts, with bad breathe I tie up Bust out the whips and chains and beat the bitch to death Your chokin' cherries get broken Blood, drips on your lips After I grip at your silicone and make you lick your nips Suck on the cleavage Choke on your titty Your cunt's gritty I'll punch if your ass crack or attitude is shitty Too far for Necro I grab your neck and squeeze and never let go Introduce you to the nickel plated dildo Every bitch bleeds From the double barrel beads If the bitch is a hooker I'll take her to the bathroom and jux her Rape her Flip her Cum on her GUESS shirt Watch the ovum squirt Bitches leave mentally hurt Don't flirt, 'less your prepared for the sick Necrophiliac embalming fluid infested dick [Necro Interlude] Yeeah.... That's the 1st verse I get blunt on the topic of the stunt [Necro Verse 2] Depravity on the Danube The pregnant tube greased with cool lube Up your ass with blood on your boob Think twice before you say you got a man The bloody diaphragm could be easily rammed up the clam Vagina Molested by the Gyna Col-o-gist I fuck you with the semen infested fist I then piss the amount The urine went down south to your stomach Where you got hit by something that belongs to a nutcase I bust nuts on your face then laugh Blurt on your motherfuckin' calves Holes inside your panties so I could slide in When you not looking And then I'm getting you pregnant, cunt [Necro Chorus x4] I get blunt on the topic of the stunt You cunt [Necro Interlude] Tips, tips, tips, tips, tips, tips I made Mary Joe, give me a blow with her crooked lips x2 Billy, do you wanna get on? x2 Cunt! I get blunt on the topic of the stunt I get blunt! [ILL BILL Verse 3] ILL BILL! That's the fuckin' name Knives stuck in your vein Rip out your brain What the fuck's up my young buck Razor rugged, buggin', pimpin', sick... If I'mma die in a thirst I drink my own fuckin' piss I twist my fuckin' bitch, I beat the pussy, just some hooker bitch I love the fucker tryna jix with baseball bats The mothafuckin' nigga struggle when I pull out the gat In months I break in and sodomize the secretaries, I'm very scary My balls, they glue, is just too fuckin' hairy Bedtime fairy but no matter what It's still spills the same when I stuck the power drill into your fuckin' brain It's stained in blood, sweat and semen The demons are callin' my name, Mr. ILL fuckin' BILL, kill, murder, kill criminally Hyperactive, when a cracker gets scarred off the gutter glue and set up for the funeral services When I murder bitches, I gets wicked I'm a sicko quick to loose the biscuit but when tryna press it to the disquette Mothafuckin' casket, drop the faggots into caskets When I bust the burn it blasts the chick Drop the bombs dead, drop them off the fuckin' roof Then the fuckin' boot, then the fuckin' credit cause a loop! Flippin', sickin', fuckin' dig a bitch Dick her, in the fuckin' ditch! Took her, fuckin' jux her, in the fuckin' ass crack Chillin' with the Necrophiliac Crazy rugged, buggin', flippin', FOUL Cut the fuckin' style, leavin' bodies in a pile! '94, with the fuckin' chainsaw I'm raw wit' the gore, you know you want more, whore! [Necro Verse 3] Lemme get back, Billy, the headset... Check it I'm a fucked up, retarded Nigga with my ear on my cheeks I do, Master! Mother my car Bloodsucking Freak Necro sticks his dick in the wall socket I'm at the Central Booking with a shank in my pocket I'm sick like Riker's Island Like Tipper, I'm into gore Security at a store packing a two by four On flesh I gnaw Body parts I saw A victim of the law I'm immature On your dead grave I swore Die, die, die, die, die, die Play Russian Roulette and put a fuckin' bullet in your eye Don't ask why Cuz you don't wanna know the half Tape Necrophiliac in prison cells The most underground rap I'm not even a writer Check out the infamous fame You don't know shit If you don't know the meaning of my name Necrophiliac fucks the dead Bucks the head with .45 Colts In the brain of corrupt adults And Necro catapults Bombs from castles I'm not into hassles I put petroleum jelly on assholes I use knives for dildos every bitch bleeds From the motherfuckin' horno porno beads! [Necro Chorus x4] I get blunt on the topic of the stunt You cunt [Necro Outro] Tips, tips, tips, tips, tips, tips, tips Tips, tips, tips, tips, tips, tips, tips Mary Joe likes to blow with her crooked lips! Mary Joe don't know I'll put a bullet in fuckin' Joe I put Joe-I'll put a bullet in Mary Joe! I fuck Amy Fisher, that hoe, Zaza Yaza, I fuck that porno bitch Aja You know the flavor with that Pornographic make it the fuckin' pornographic fact! I'm gonna kill it Pick the fuckin' izm and then I skill it Skill it, kill it, drill it, bill it, bill it Top bill it, top bill it, top ILL BILL it You know the Necro and ILL BILL can top ILL BILL it 'Cause we're ill like that when we skill it As if it was izm So I'm bust this shit with the psychotic organism