Death Rap

Lyrics

[Intro: Necro] Some Death Rap shit Word up Bump this Some evil shit Check it Fucking faggot [Verse 1: Necro] It starts with your intestines and germs Next you're a cadaver infested with worms Man's destiny, it's best that he learns My axe intervenes hacking through your veins Like you're in between the railroad track and the train A bullet in the back of your brain, simple and plain Like back in the days when cats didn't play They'd wack you and not explain Demeaning Jesus, you're ripped to pieces By hyenas, with teeth like tweezers And see death like seniors with diseases Packing insane guns, dead you like Hussein's son Don't fuck with me, I only say it once Like the end of Casino, two bats in your spine gory Every bone in your body broken like you dropped 9 stories Insane like a brainless convict You're dead after we buck you in the head like that famous Vietnam pic Honor you hate this, God couldn't save us Performing autopsy on you like Chris Reifret, and Jonathan Davis [Hook: Necro] Death Rap That's the rap I kick Don't ever confuse it with others There isn't nothing like this Death Rap It be the most morbid After we finish with you, kid, you need a closed coffin Death Rap Not just on this track It's a movement I represent much more rugged than you Death Rap I'm the last of a dying breed Diss me, you must be dying to bleed [Verse 2: Sabac] I walk with the living dead Witness the digits in bitches dipped in red Description is the picture of witches and women giving head I think ahead and analyze minds like a psychologist Regardless if the topic's Necrodamus or Sabacolypse The logic is a blade or a shot through your esophagus Remove you from the earth you get hurt for popping shit What about clips in there basics slap the shit out of racists Crack your teeth on the curve spit and piss in there faces I got clips in the basement guns and plenty ammunition If you push the wrong button, you gon' send me on a mission And if that's the case I'mma bash your face Then reverse the positive become a basket case I blast for days, [come and] burn down your house That's the way I get down when you take food out my mouth I got my revolutionary ways, fighting to eat For being poor back in the days and surviving the streets [Hook] [Outro: Necro] I represent the Death Rap with your head cracked open I represent the Death Rap with your head cracked open