Necro You're Dead Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Ahhhhhh, it's necro!
Yo, the most morbid overdose off it Like cindy crawford's baby comatose in the coffin
I'm awful, often unlawful
Crack you with a softball in your skull
Until you've lost all memory, every morsel
Mutilate the beat, rejuvenate the street
While you duplicate the beat (BITER!)
Leave you lookin like b_____ lubricated meat
I've got a gun to pull
And I'm comfortable
Pumpin a full clip into the wonderful front of your skull
Your life is not refundable, stumble into the underworld
With bigger holes in you than the c___ of your girl
Bustin off like I'm huntin for squirrels
A bullet hits you ripping your muscle like a hundred curls
And that's that, you bullshit artists
You can catch an a__ cap when you clap right through your knapsack backpack
Through an intruder's chest right through the flesh
Shove the knife in deep coz life is cheap
Like hookers from Budapest

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You're dead dead, you're dead dead, you're dead dead
Dead
You're dead dead, you're dead dead, you're so dead
And that's what I said
You're dead dead, you're dead dead, you're dead dead
Dead
You're dead dead, you're dead dead, you're dead dead
(So dead) that's what I said

[Verse 2]
Ill Bill's seen demons in back of taxi cabs
My thoughts attack me like a bad acid tab
Or a crack drag or a Black Flag
Tales from the darkside, mandatory suicide
You and I collide member suit and ties arrive
Driving medicated, then the thoughts within the dream accelerated
Then some other m_________er levitated
Talkin bout some vampire s___ like he's dedicated
Decapitated that f___in f__got then I celebrated
f___in with me you f___in with psychos
Gunshots and knifeholes, walk on my tightrope, you know how life goes
It's like a dice roll, I love the drama, my mind is to kill you
Spill your blood everywhere, like the broken glass of wine
And under the path of disaster of a mastermind designed to blast a nine
f___ these b____es, love the cash and crime
And we all sick, quick to torture you,
Cut off your b____ and stuff em down your throat
Like you sniffed a pound of c__e, you start to choke

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