Song | WSOU Seton Hall 89.5 Live Freestyle '99 |
Artist | Necro |
Album | Rare Demos & Freestyles Vol. 1 |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Necro | |
Terrorize your whole click | |
Make you suck on your own nips | |
Now spit the cancer out | |
Grab a glock, call me sir manson alot | |
Blow your brains on the seat | |
Vericose veins on the street | |
Cocaine dust and weed | |
Kill you slowly its a must you bleed | |
Pop a vein in your skull from the stress | |
Feelin numb in your chest | |
Anxiety attack | |
Murder you with a variety, an axe | |
A mack, a blackjack, a back crack | |
Right upside ya damn head | |
For talkin shit about this kid | |
You bled sadistic and red | |
My bicuit pumps led | |
Cock it, obnoxious | |
Your chopped up in boxes | |
I'm toxic, my topics are gothic | |
Morbidity, you can't rid of me | |
The reason is humanity is spit to me | |
So kill yourself and write a note | |
Right before the noose wraps tight around your throat | |
Your windpipe is choked | |
New York is full of tranvestites in coats | |
Trenches, wenches controlled and sacirficing goats | |
It's death, 42 street, tearin it | |
Reppin it, sellin shit, melivilent | |
I got 3 in the fam, me and my man | |
Will beat you with hands | |
Leave you beneath the sand | |
Your sinkin, quickly | |
I'm thinkin, | |
I'm sickly | |
I need medication the cadavers are gettin stinky | |
Your weaker than a pinky | |
Strangle you wit a slinky | |
DIE!!! |
zuo qu : Necro | |
Terrorize your whole click | |
Make you suck on your own nips | |
Now spit the cancer out | |
Grab a glock, call me sir manson alot | |
Blow your brains on the seat | |
Vericose veins on the street | |
Cocaine dust and weed | |
Kill you slowly its a must you bleed | |
Pop a vein in your skull from the stress | |
Feelin numb in your chest | |
Anxiety attack | |
Murder you with a variety, an axe | |
A mack, a blackjack, a back crack | |
Right upside ya damn head | |
For talkin shit about this kid | |
You bled sadistic and red | |
My bicuit pumps led | |
Cock it, obnoxious | |
Your chopped up in boxes | |
I' m toxic, my topics are gothic | |
Morbidity, you can' t rid of me | |
The reason is humanity is spit to me | |
So kill yourself and write a note | |
Right before the noose wraps tight around your throat | |
Your windpipe is choked | |
New York is full of tranvestites in coats | |
Trenches, wenches controlled and sacirficing goats | |
It' s death, 42 street, tearin it | |
Reppin it, sellin shit, melivilent | |
I got 3 in the fam, me and my man | |
Will beat you with hands | |
Leave you beneath the sand | |
Your sinkin, quickly | |
I' m thinkin, | |
I' m sickly | |
I need medication the cadavers are gettin stinky | |
Your weaker than a pinky | |
Strangle you wit a slinky | |
DIE!!! |
zuò qǔ : Necro | |
Terrorize your whole click | |
Make you suck on your own nips | |
Now spit the cancer out | |
Grab a glock, call me sir manson alot | |
Blow your brains on the seat | |
Vericose veins on the street | |
Cocaine dust and weed | |
Kill you slowly its a must you bleed | |
Pop a vein in your skull from the stress | |
Feelin numb in your chest | |
Anxiety attack | |
Murder you with a variety, an axe | |
A mack, a blackjack, a back crack | |
Right upside ya damn head | |
For talkin shit about this kid | |
You bled sadistic and red | |
My bicuit pumps led | |
Cock it, obnoxious | |
Your chopped up in boxes | |
I' m toxic, my topics are gothic | |
Morbidity, you can' t rid of me | |
The reason is humanity is spit to me | |
So kill yourself and write a note | |
Right before the noose wraps tight around your throat | |
Your windpipe is choked | |
New York is full of tranvestites in coats | |
Trenches, wenches controlled and sacirficing goats | |
It' s death, 42 street, tearin it | |
Reppin it, sellin shit, melivilent | |
I got 3 in the fam, me and my man | |
Will beat you with hands | |
Leave you beneath the sand | |
Your sinkin, quickly | |
I' m thinkin, | |
I' m sickly | |
I need medication the cadavers are gettin stinky | |
Your weaker than a pinky | |
Strangle you wit a slinky | |
DIE!!! |