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NECRO : Your Fuckin' Head Split lyrics

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NECRO lyrics : "Your Fuckin' Head Split"

Yo
Yeah uh
Yo this the %#@! right here

Yo this make me wanna kill somebody
Turn this %#@! up real $#&@ing loud


[Necro]
Drinking the bile out ya pancreas the fanciest
Cancerous talkin' lyricist pack a shank on the hips

You're a !@$#y (*##$ slit ya wrist, !@$%oris
If your inhibited I'll piss in ya syphillis incubus
Mr. Death Dr. Demise Surgeon Slice

You'll die really slow if you don't appreciate life
You're wack if you don't 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: x2]
Kid you know you can't $#&@ with this
Don't you know my %#@!'s too sick

Kid you know you can't $#&@ with this
Might get ya whole $#&@in head split


[Necro]
Terrorize ya whole !@$% make you suck on ya own tits
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 bustin 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 a back crack
Right upside ya $#&@in head for talking %#@! about this kid

You bled sadistic and red my biscuit pumps lead
@@#! 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 %#@!tin 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 when chicks control and sacrificing goats
It's death for these second street derelicts
Reppin' it sellin %#@! 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: x2]

Kid you know you can't $#&@ with this
Don't you know my %#@!'s too sick
Kid you know you can't $#&@ with this

Might get ya whole $#&@in head split
Split split
$#&@in head split $#&@in head split (*##$ $#&@in head split


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