Song | Beautiful Music for You to Die to |
Artist | Necro |
Album | The Pre-Fix For Death |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Braunstein | |
(Verse 1) | |
Ya dead kid, now ya just meat for preperation | |
Ya brain smeared all over the street like defecation | |
Pull a gun out on a star | |
Ya ain't to famous on Hollywood boulevard | |
Ya get run over by a car | |
Big saws the size of the teeth of Jaws | |
Chop you into jig saws, pop you with a sig saw | |
Starin at death like a 9-11 jump | |
Or Anti-Christ superstar | |
Drop the spine of a Reverend in a dumpster | |
Brutal accidents, and axes leaving dents | |
In ya skull permitting access to ya mendula fragments | |
A bullet rushes at ya like a pirahna to kill | |
And the slug cuts clearly threw ya skull like Dahmer's grill | |
You can tell Im satanic from my evil beat selection | |
Your autopsy's like wall bounce meat section | |
Kid ya didnt survive a stab to the chest | |
Unfortunately medical science can't always have success | |
(Chorus) | |
Ya don't like listening to death rap, well I do | |
There's nothing like beautiful music for you to die to | |
You can't stop pain, how long will cocaine last | |
A coltrain's blast, will leave you with no brains fast | |
Dont rap, stab yourself to the beat instead | |
Dont impress me with your raps, impress me by being dead | |
I'll be impressed when your bleeding red | |
Cause atleast you can say you done somethin I havent done yet | |
(Verse 2) | |
Trying to be spiritual so you can get closer | |
You'll have to choke on ya blood so ya can be kosher | |
Its a fact, everything I put out will come back | |
Like cats, in the slums with crack, catchin' slugs in the back | |
Its a cycle and us humans are addicted to the thrill | |
So now that your fuckin' dead, we need someone new to kill | |
If I tried to stop rappin like this I couldn't | |
But if I could I wouldn't | |
Smash the door down, fuck gettin' my foot in | |
Gamble with ya life, I think ya out of luck | |
Dont act rugged if ya not, cause when we bring it you'll be fucked | |
Ya safe in ya crib, with ya organs adjacent to ya ribs | |
I pump with so much poison, not many more days ya live | |
You look fucked, you look like you pukin' gook up | |
It looks like the rest of ya life should suck | |
When I said it, kid, ya get beheaded with a knife | |
By the most sadistic mothafucka you ever met in ya life! | |
(Chorus) | |
Ya don't like listening to death rap, well I do | |
There's nothing like beautiful music for you to die to | |
You can't stop pain, how long will cocaine last | |
A coltrain's blast, will leave you with no brains fast | |
Dont rap, stab yourself to the beat instead | |
Dont impress me with your raps, impress me by being dead | |
I'll be impressed when your bleeding red | |
Cause atleast you can say you done somethin I havent done yet | |
It's beautiful | |
It's beautiful to demons | |
*sample*Beautiful music, dangerous rhythm | |
Death is only cause you fear it, it's beautiful to demons | |
Stop the pushin, pullin, and screamin | |
*sample*Beautiful music, dangerous rhythm | |
Its beautiful | |
Stop the pushin, pullin, and screamin | |
death is ugly cause you fear it, it's beautiful to demons | |
*sample*Beautiful music | |
*sample*Beautiful music |
zuo qu : Braunstein | |
Verse 1 | |
Ya dead kid, now ya just meat for preperation | |
Ya brain smeared all over the street like defecation | |
Pull a gun out on a star | |
Ya ain' t to famous on Hollywood boulevard | |
Ya get run over by a car | |
Big saws the size of the teeth of Jaws | |
Chop you into jig saws, pop you with a sig saw | |
Starin at death like a 911 jump | |
Or AntiChrist superstar | |
Drop the spine of a Reverend in a dumpster | |
Brutal accidents, and axes leaving dents | |
In ya skull permitting access to ya mendula fragments | |
A bullet rushes at ya like a pirahna to kill | |
And the slug cuts clearly threw ya skull like Dahmer' s grill | |
You can tell Im satanic from my evil beat selection | |
Your autopsy' s like wall bounce meat section | |
Kid ya didnt survive a stab to the chest | |
Unfortunately medical science can' t always have success | |
Chorus | |
Ya don' t like listening to death rap, well I do | |
There' s nothing like beautiful music for you to die to | |
You can' t stop pain, how long will cocaine last | |
A coltrain' s blast, will leave you with no brains fast | |
Dont rap, stab yourself to the beat instead | |
Dont impress me with your raps, impress me by being dead | |
I' ll be impressed when your bleeding red | |
Cause atleast you can say you done somethin I havent done yet | |
Verse 2 | |
Trying to be spiritual so you can get closer | |
You' ll have to choke on ya blood so ya can be kosher | |
Its a fact, everything I put out will come back | |
Like cats, in the slums with crack, catchin' slugs in the back | |
Its a cycle and us humans are addicted to the thrill | |
So now that your fuckin' dead, we need someone new to kill | |
If I tried to stop rappin like this I couldn' t | |
But if I could I wouldn' t | |
Smash the door down, fuck gettin' my foot in | |
Gamble with ya life, I think ya out of luck | |
Dont act rugged if ya not, cause when we bring it you' ll be fucked | |
Ya safe in ya crib, with ya organs adjacent to ya ribs | |
I pump with so much poison, not many more days ya live | |
You look fucked, you look like you pukin' gook up | |
It looks like the rest of ya life should suck | |
When I said it, kid, ya get beheaded with a knife | |
By the most sadistic mothafucka you ever met in ya life! | |
Chorus | |
Ya don' t like listening to death rap, well I do | |
There' s nothing like beautiful music for you to die to | |
You can' t stop pain, how long will cocaine last | |
A coltrain' s blast, will leave you with no brains fast | |
Dont rap, stab yourself to the beat instead | |
Dont impress me with your raps, impress me by being dead | |
I' ll be impressed when your bleeding red | |
Cause atleast you can say you done somethin I havent done yet | |
It' s beautiful | |
It' s beautiful to demons | |
sample Beautiful music, dangerous rhythm | |
Death is only cause you fear it, it' s beautiful to demons | |
Stop the pushin, pullin, and screamin | |
sample Beautiful music, dangerous rhythm | |
Its beautiful | |
Stop the pushin, pullin, and screamin | |
death is ugly cause you fear it, it' s beautiful to demons | |
sample Beautiful music | |
sample Beautiful music |
zuò qǔ : Braunstein | |
Verse 1 | |
Ya dead kid, now ya just meat for preperation | |
Ya brain smeared all over the street like defecation | |
Pull a gun out on a star | |
Ya ain' t to famous on Hollywood boulevard | |
Ya get run over by a car | |
Big saws the size of the teeth of Jaws | |
Chop you into jig saws, pop you with a sig saw | |
Starin at death like a 911 jump | |
Or AntiChrist superstar | |
Drop the spine of a Reverend in a dumpster | |
Brutal accidents, and axes leaving dents | |
In ya skull permitting access to ya mendula fragments | |
A bullet rushes at ya like a pirahna to kill | |
And the slug cuts clearly threw ya skull like Dahmer' s grill | |
You can tell Im satanic from my evil beat selection | |
Your autopsy' s like wall bounce meat section | |
Kid ya didnt survive a stab to the chest | |
Unfortunately medical science can' t always have success | |
Chorus | |
Ya don' t like listening to death rap, well I do | |
There' s nothing like beautiful music for you to die to | |
You can' t stop pain, how long will cocaine last | |
A coltrain' s blast, will leave you with no brains fast | |
Dont rap, stab yourself to the beat instead | |
Dont impress me with your raps, impress me by being dead | |
I' ll be impressed when your bleeding red | |
Cause atleast you can say you done somethin I havent done yet | |
Verse 2 | |
Trying to be spiritual so you can get closer | |
You' ll have to choke on ya blood so ya can be kosher | |
Its a fact, everything I put out will come back | |
Like cats, in the slums with crack, catchin' slugs in the back | |
Its a cycle and us humans are addicted to the thrill | |
So now that your fuckin' dead, we need someone new to kill | |
If I tried to stop rappin like this I couldn' t | |
But if I could I wouldn' t | |
Smash the door down, fuck gettin' my foot in | |
Gamble with ya life, I think ya out of luck | |
Dont act rugged if ya not, cause when we bring it you' ll be fucked | |
Ya safe in ya crib, with ya organs adjacent to ya ribs | |
I pump with so much poison, not many more days ya live | |
You look fucked, you look like you pukin' gook up | |
It looks like the rest of ya life should suck | |
When I said it, kid, ya get beheaded with a knife | |
By the most sadistic mothafucka you ever met in ya life! | |
Chorus | |
Ya don' t like listening to death rap, well I do | |
There' s nothing like beautiful music for you to die to | |
You can' t stop pain, how long will cocaine last | |
A coltrain' s blast, will leave you with no brains fast | |
Dont rap, stab yourself to the beat instead | |
Dont impress me with your raps, impress me by being dead | |
I' ll be impressed when your bleeding red | |
Cause atleast you can say you done somethin I havent done yet | |
It' s beautiful | |
It' s beautiful to demons | |
sample Beautiful music, dangerous rhythm | |
Death is only cause you fear it, it' s beautiful to demons | |
Stop the pushin, pullin, and screamin | |
sample Beautiful music, dangerous rhythm | |
Its beautiful | |
Stop the pushin, pullin, and screamin | |
death is ugly cause you fear it, it' s beautiful to demons | |
sample Beautiful music | |
sample Beautiful music |