Murder Ya Life

(album: Street Villains, Vol. 1 - 2003)

Stabbing your face
With a butcher knife that's really long
I'll make you feel the song
When I beat you down to it
I don't care if I appear wrong, kid I'll do it
I represent the death rap, get your head cracked open
Til we stare at your brains
I don't care if you think I'm insane
Cause I take respect this serious
So if you disrespect, your an idiot
Stick an ice pick in your neck til you bleed like a period
Hear me kid, fear me kid
And if you don't, then you will, when I put fear in you, bitch
Bring it to you violently, silently
Walk up to you, you'll have no idea it's me
Rocking a mask, popping you fast
With a Glock with a silencer
When you die you'll see
It's Necro, the sicko, let go of my jacket you faggot
Let death flow
Die like a man, if you can, but you can't, so you won't
Cause you are a male hoe
Yo, I run this shit
Put guns to your tits
And blast milk all over your cereal
Run your shit, your clothes, your shoes, and if you refuse
Get your ass killed, all over material
Brutal, sadistic
The only way to rip shit, I'mma stay cryptic
Til' the end of time
The only day you'll be doper then me with a rhyme
Is when I quit, dip-shit
It'll never go down like that
I'll still be around from the ground
I'll rap as a corpse with a verse that's striving to tell
All demons on earth how to survive in Hell

My death rap is attacking you
You're getting stabbed in the brain with a verbal knife
You better watch your step and show some respect
Or else I have to murder your life

My death rap is attacking you
You're getting stabbed in the brain with a verbal knife
You better watch your step and show some respect
Or else I have to murder your life

Chopping you up you fag
Then dropping you in a garbage bag off of a bridge
Had every ligament frozen in the fridge
We're keeping it fresh and it's all for the kids
Beat you to death
Stomping your grill with combat boots
You faggot, fuck it
Murdered militantly to the best of my ability
I'm a stay grotesque
No rest for the wicked
Circle of Tyrants, circulation of the virus
So perverted, nation of violence
I converted Pagans to commit my sins
I'm a jux you with the pen I write with
Get ready for the insertion, excursion through your jugular
Poison aimed at ya blood, you were a dead virgin
Now you got fucked
For the first time in your life, you're dead
How you like it?
Can't come back ever again
You better get used to it, and make the Devil your friend
Psycho+Logical-, where its logical to be a psycho
Astronomical with a rifle, blasting at you if your ass is comical

My death rap is attacking you
You're getting stabbed in the brain with a verbal knife
You better watch your step and show some respect
Or else I have to murder your life

My death rap is attacking you
You're getting stabbed in the brain with a verbal knife
You better watch your step and show some respect
Or else I have to murder your life

My death rap is attacking you
You're getting stabbed in the brain with a verbal knife
You better watch your step and show some respect
Or else I have to murder your life