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by Necro


(Necro)

In 90 666 visions flow out my skull scarier
I got confined derriere for dish rags in Bulgaria
I'm livin in a Satanic environmet
I got a bullet dipped in feces that says you'll have an early retirement
You think your dad's rough
Wait till I man snuff
Got a pair of handcuffs
For any slut into bad stuff
Plus, (???)
I murder a brown nose
For rockin one of my brown fros
Strip you like poker
Take your loot just like a greedy broker
You're mediocre
If your girls got VD, choke her
Let me introduce
You to the way that I seduce
I'm takin your juice
Stickin a knife in your cous cous
Kid if your fruity
I'll make you choke on your own doody
Your booty
I be mackin old school sluts like Tootie
The lovely smell of sodomy in the air is lingerin
So honeys at home, spread your lips and stick a finger in
And start rubbin your twat, with your own spit
You Ron Jeremy sluts start lickin your own clit
And if you cant, if not, I'm a supply the hammock
Take this dildo made out of ceramic
And ram it
Up the crapper, I'm rockin rubber gloves boo
To make sure this big meat's shoved through your cunt boo
When it comes to gay bashin, I brag y'all
I'm a crash into a fag bar
Wit a stolen jaguar
Your gay body kid, I won't have to drag far
You'll reside the pink (???) nobody bag star - DIE!!!
I pass it to Captain Carnage
Rip it up kid, rip up them kid's cartilidge


(Captain Carnage)

I crash your car, pull out my gat out
If I crash out, you finally crapped out
On the corner have a blackout
i keep on havin flashbacks
I'm gettin my kicks and you better stand back
Or get cancer, because I steal all your stuff for keeps
I turn beats into def beats
Stay back, stay back, don't try to get close
Unless you wanna wreck my post
I suggest you get ghost
Stay back, because I'm already gone
Every step that I take will do you harm
I got a bomb, wit the fuse already lit up
I got a big gat for fag that think he feel bigga
Your head split up, I pound you to death
To relieve my stress
I'm eatin human flesh
I live inside the dirty slums
I live like a bum
I can't afford a crumb