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Every Second Someone Dies

 

Every Second Someone Dies

(Album: Brutality Part 1 - 2003)


Every second someone dies, someone just died
Another one's dead and again someone just died (etcetera)

Every second someone dies, someone just died
Another one's dead and again someone just died (etcetera)

If you step I'll bring death to your rep, don't get drunk kid and talk shit
You can't walk I wouldn't hawk, I put a fork in your throat I stalk
At midnight I had a sick fight this kid's forehead was split open with gore dripping
I felt like I was tripping awake for 48 hours
Like a snake slithering your death is riveting
Get kicked in the face with 20 feet
10 of my peeps stomping your grill till your flesh is embedded in the street
My death rap will get you cats pumped end up in the back of a trunk
Then your body is blended up into chunks
My mental is morbid I'm on some war shit
My instrumental absorb it you'll get ripped off it (now kill...)

Every second someone dies, someone just died
Another one's dead and again someone just died (etcetera)

Every second someone dies, someone just died
Another one's dead and again someone just died (etcetera)

I acquired the habit, of a rapper fired jabbing and stabbing the funeral pyre a faggot
You should admire, you could expire
'Cause if you fake the crooked or look in the trier will put you on fire
Chop your squat stomp your heart
You don't wanna get beat then repeat: "EVERYTHING NECRO DROPS IS God"!
I've been sent to Hell, can't imagine a day
When everything went well
You'll do as I wish or you'll be covered in my piss
Your blood was discovered in a ditch, shaking the rubber in your mother's tits
Fuck a hundred rhymes you wrote, my one verse will grab you by your throat
Get the mediocracy choked
Out of you kid there's no democracy when you're yoked
Strangled with no cops in sight in the box of your coat
I feel complete satisfaction
Beating your ass in 'til you're bleeding and gasping
'Cause the words you were repeating were asking
I'm competing with Manson for the throne of all sickos
This shit's the cretin's anthem

Every second someone dies, someone just died
Another one's dead and again someone just died!
(Etcetera! Etcetera! Etcetera! Etcetera! Etcetera! Etcetera! Etcetera! Etcetera!)

Every second someone dies...

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