Yo
Yeah uh
Yo this the s*** right here
Yo this make me wanna kill somebody
Turn this s*** up real f****** loud
[Necro]
Drinking the bile out ya pancreas the fanciest
Cancerous spoken lyricist pack a shank on the hips
You a s****y b**** slit ya wrist-c***toris
If your inhibited I'll p*** in ya syphillis and get p*****
Mr.Death Dr.Demise Surgeon Slice
You'll die really slow if you don't appreciate life
You wack if you dont appreciate knives
The way a knife slices precise the trife it's a demonic device
The chronic you light inhale, for those in jail
To those that beef get impaled and buried in snails
My brains charred like burnt flesh and scarred
Ripping ya breast apart digest ya heart
Die!
Chorus: repeat 2X
Kid you know you can't f*** with this
ya you know my s***'s too sick
Kid you know you can't f*** with this
Might get ya whole f***** head split
[Necro]
Terrorize ya whole clique make suck ya own t***
And spit the cancer out, grab a glock; call me Sir Manson-a-Lot
Blow ya brains on the seats varicose veins on the streets
Cocaine dust and weed, kill you slowly it's a must you bleed
Pop a vein in ya skull from the stress feelin numb in ya chest
Anxiety attack, murder you with a variety
An axe, a mack, a black jack, or BAD crack
Right upside ya f***** head, for talking s*** about this kid
You bled, s*****ic and red, my biscuit pumps lead
c*** it, obnoxious, get chopped up in boxes
I'm toxic, my topics are gothic
Morbidity you can't get rid of me
the reason this humidity is s*** to me
So kill ya'self and write a note
Right before the noose wraps tight around ya throat
Ya windpipe is choked
New York is full of transvestites in coats
Helpless wenches control and sacrificing goats
It's death for these second street derelicts
Reppin' it sellin s*** malevolent
Mad felons kid I got three in the fam
Me and my man will beat you with hands leave you beneath the sand
You sinkin quickly, I'm thinking, I'm sickly
I need medication the cadavers are getting stinky
Chorus: repeat 2X
Kid you know you can't f*** with this
Don't you know my s***'s too sick
Kid you know you can't f*** with this
Might get ya whole f***** head split
Split split
f***** head split f***** head split b**** f***** head split
Yeah uh
Yo this the s*** right here
Yo this make me wanna kill somebody
Turn this s*** up real f****** loud
[Necro]
Drinking the bile out ya pancreas the fanciest
Cancerous spoken lyricist pack a shank on the hips
You a s****y b**** slit ya wrist-c***toris
If your inhibited I'll p*** in ya syphillis and get p*****
Mr.Death Dr.Demise Surgeon Slice
You'll die really slow if you don't appreciate life
You wack if you dont appreciate knives
The way a knife slices precise the trife it's a demonic device
The chronic you light inhale, for those in jail
To those that beef get impaled and buried in snails
My brains charred like burnt flesh and scarred
Ripping ya breast apart digest ya heart
Die!
Chorus: repeat 2X
Kid you know you can't f*** with this
ya you know my s***'s too sick
Kid you know you can't f*** with this
Might get ya whole f***** head split
[Necro]
Terrorize ya whole clique make suck ya own t***
And spit the cancer out, grab a glock; call me Sir Manson-a-Lot
Blow ya brains on the seats varicose veins on the streets
Cocaine dust and weed, kill you slowly it's a must you bleed
Pop a vein in ya skull from the stress feelin numb in ya chest
Anxiety attack, murder you with a variety
An axe, a mack, a black jack, or BAD crack
Right upside ya f***** head, for talking s*** about this kid
You bled, s*****ic and red, my biscuit pumps lead
c*** it, obnoxious, get chopped up in boxes
I'm toxic, my topics are gothic
Morbidity you can't get rid of me
the reason this humidity is s*** to me
So kill ya'self and write a note
Right before the noose wraps tight around ya throat
Ya windpipe is choked
New York is full of transvestites in coats
Helpless wenches control and sacrificing goats
It's death for these second street derelicts
Reppin' it sellin s*** malevolent
Mad felons kid I got three in the fam
Me and my man will beat you with hands leave you beneath the sand
You sinkin quickly, I'm thinking, I'm sickly
I need medication the cadavers are getting stinky
Chorus: repeat 2X
Kid you know you can't f*** with this
Don't you know my s***'s too sick
Kid you know you can't f*** with this
Might get ya whole f***** head split
Split split
f***** head split f***** head split b**** f***** head split