Necroturadeath Rap

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Necro] Dirty deeds get done dirt cheap for 2 G's Blades inserted deep in your throat, murdered in your sleep Rock You Like a Hurricane, a berserk fighter Old school like Dirkschneider, pants tighter than a vagina I used to rock North Face and Polos Puffin' a spliff in the PJ's, bumpin' Cliff Burton bass solos Rugged like Dickinson on Trooper Sell my cold? fate demons to get you Diamond, Simmons and Cooper You're homosexual on some Marilyn shit The plan is to damage you like Vinnie Darrell on the kit You'll get beat up, all of human destiny's fucked I love Mеtal, rep it to Death, Rest in Pеace Chuck The Final Countdown, lots of depression Your beats are weak, your clique is Flotsam and Jetsam I'm like Skolnick, doing arpeggios that saw through your head Piggy, you'll live forever like the back is Coy Shreds? [Verse 2: ILL BILL] We raise up, like bullets out of arrows Like kings and pharaohs, live in the shadows We the poison in the tip of an assassin's arrow Your demise will be the death of an asshole Of a fucking douchebag, you're the perfect example Get murdered and trampled, stomped into the dirt Anybody makes a move, and everybody gets hurt I'm like gamma radiation; reputation's the cornerstone of respect Disrespect, I'll put a fucking hole in your dome or your chest Coke is the best, it'll make you more money than Jesus And turn your heart colder than ice that's up in your freezer I'm like Mao Zedong and Joe Stalin, exploding violence Suck my dick on a throne flooded with diamonds Have my own people destroyed, raped, and shredded A combination of Ho Chi Minh, Hussein, and Lenin The Circle of Supertyrants in a race for weapons Pay for your love and you always shall remain a legend [Guitar solo] [Verse 3: Goretex] Into the Void, stab you 'til your skin is deployed Punches send you out Fletchers like [?]'s chords Goretex To Mega Therion, your flesh too gored Into the Crypt of Rays, I'm a drifter, I shall be reborn Feast on the Carcass like Bill Steer From the projects, strong to the morgue, dog I'm like acid, I kill fear Cause of destiny, caught with your face splattered Incision mechanic, Travis Bickle sick with a Magnum The addict for killing, my works all displayed in the city Kabbalah appetite, initiation burns on their titty I'm like the mad scholar, cuttin' through chicks is groovy Fuck with the goons, pump .22 in your kufi Young Cronos, handin' over doses to groupies Mind control in a cloak like a flash from a bad movie Loose edits, during credits, it's just me and the UZI Executioner, hang them fuckers in shacks in the boonies [Guitar solo]