Lyrics:
Im thinking I might go necro and stick in that pipe !
Yo pretend you nice, I'll dead you twice, turn men to mice, pile drivers on beds of spikes. Have
it's Mr. Majik and Metro, that's a death blow, I'm a retro hetero necro, kill that pussy coz the beat said so.
Death by electric chair, life's unfair,
Sonic Olympics, I'm making a flip
I'm goated, green on me, I'm invader zim
Treat making a mil', like I'm making my bed
Necro romancer I'm waking
Perversion""
A perverted homeless has a fetish
On a young woman and stalks her
On her wedding day, in front of the church
She is stabbed by another woman
Everybody in this world seems to want me dead!
Every pretty bitch in my club leavin in a body bag!
All you hatin' bastards must be pretty sad you
Love your enemy because love is the enemy
Your sell by date has expired
Your sell by date has expired
Your sell by date has expired
Your sell by date has
and strong
Freedom to all the people
Unless I think your wrong!
Blasphemy!
Rapist mentality!
Teen Suicide!
Necro-bestial anal butt sex!
Ohhhhh! I got
moldered viscera in my dead body lotion
The necro-emetic concoction, effervescing with unctuous suds
Desoils me of my besmirched existence, submerged in
We are the living dead
Walking corpses decaying year by year
Decomposing slaves to the falsity of life
Indecently, I view us all too long for
a knife by my bed (knife by my bed)
I'm so paranoid, I'ma sleep when I'm dead (when I'm dead)
I'm so paranoid, I'ma sleep when I'm dead
I cut off all
Throw dirt on my name, picture on a shirt instead of a frame
I'm dead as a doorknob and I got it locked
So fuck every key on your key chain, boy
Them
Creatures of the night are calling to me,
The evil that men do can be so terrifying,
Im a necro-maniac, I feast upon the dead,
Your Grave is what
her head
I guess their rap careers are fucking dead
I'll jerk off in the back of your shirt on the subway
Until my dick spray, is a fine mist
Then write
Shout out atlas that's my twin, he rock xo
I control the dead like a necro
Pull up in this bitch like an expo
Pull up to the spot she gon neck us
can't let go
Stuck in the past
Don't be retro
Fucking dead to me
What's that necro
Smoking on the gas
My lung petro
They like heaven
You ain't too big
dead figures give a necro feelin'
I'm in my bag, gotta carry my team like heavy lifting
Reach for the MAC-10
Leave you in the past tense
Your art's like
without an interview
Minuscule little fools
You need to finish school
(yeah) Literal my ridicule bend the rules
I'm biblical criminal
Your imbeciles tossed
position altered
That was your alter
I'm no necro romancer
It's desert drive, a late light
The rocket lands in one eye
Your lone star goodbye
Gives
the cinnamon
While you read me poetry by dead men
I wanted to be your girl with your hands on my skin
Stirring in the cinnamon
While you read me poetry by
death row
Iss bari iski maut
Tall na paye jaise jethro
Ending the silence with
Violins of violence
Now watch a dead rapper
Get fucked no necro
Kulfa kya
of
His henchmen were gunned down
I rock a nigga to sleep
Rock-rock-a-bye, baby rock-rock-a-bye, baby
You should be dead by now
Smile but wait until my
Stalk the streets with tools to bludgeon
Everybody will fall victim to my need
To watch the light fade from your eyes
It gets me off, so I can sleep
way back home (back home)
The old me is dead and gone, dead and gone
(Hey, ayy)
I turn my head to the East
I don't see nobody by my side
I turn
will prevail as the carcass decays
Buried in my body farm out west
Maggots eat away your half devoured flesh
Rotting away in ya graves after necro sex
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