Underground
(专辑: I Need Drugs - 2000)
I
keep straining my ears to hear a
sound Maybe someone is digging underground Or have they... Yo man, motherfuckers are clowns man; Hip-hop's too nice, it's too pretty What are you gonna do to it Necro? Take a
razor, and slice it! Yo, peep this shit like this Kill the
head, kill the
body, and knows who I'mma ruin When I
float like a
dead body and sting like peroxide on wounds I'm rolling a
fatty like death is coming believe it Recognize the
chain of command I
deliver the
pain, you receive it Brain washing has officially begun Kid you peep a
psycho holding a
butcher knife dancing like Re-Run It's raining, as God pisses on earth I
drop bile like a
vagina dismisses at birth Devour my shower that's golden I'm puffing the
sacks, rolled in Smoldered flesh, holding the
fresh, cancer-infested colon How can I
make my point to you fools? I'll drop a
dead A&R off a
roof And on his chest it'll say, "Necro rules!" I'm above the
constitution My shit stays bubbling like burnt flesh My rhymes are acid in Clorox solution Your eyes will burn once the
acid hits You'll be blinded like Rosie O'Donnell Jumped up ten feet in the
air and flashed her tits Life is shady G
in 1976 my parents created me I've been flipping since 1983 I
always took pain as a
game When I
was six I
cracked my head open And looked in the
mirror and saw my brain Wonder why I'm like an icicle? At five I
was hit by a
car riding my tricycle, a
hit and run son Mad young in the
hospital receiving stitches made me vicious Peeping cretins with Mephisto in their eyes made me suspicious Runnin through Glenwood PJ's, as a
young buck I
didn't dance that fresh, I
burnt ants to death Taste me you will see more is all you need Dedicated to how I'm killing you! You're unhealthy you're a
felon, your P.O. checks your bladder You're an addict; if you beat me I'll deliver you death on a
platter The
customer's always right, but this time the
customer's left On a
stretcher gasping for breath The
cipher flows like roly poly, kill yourself slowly Plus you're already dead if you're homely So bitch, there's a
little red dot on your skull, so pray Most of New York's population is filled with mental patients Pretending to be normal, pretending to be mental patients Gotham got rapists by the
pile Watch out for goons of vile infested smiles And dreams of molesting your child You gotta pack a
black, Glock, with, the
Extra clip when shit gets thick You gotta punch a
kid, dead, in the, nose If he ever tries to front and dis You need to puff a
bag, of, dro's, when Listening to brutal shit like this You gotta rock a
lamb, skin, with, the
Spermicide for nasty bitch Make sure your girl's syphilis clean Before I
slide my tongue up in her Don't you darrrrrre ruin my dinner! My ventriloquism hits you like ism Sprayed with Raid mixed with pissim mixed blades butchery sadism I
rip your gap, when I
twist my wrists 1
finger, 2
finger, 3
fingers, 4
fingers fuck it the
whole fist Rammed up your wife's ass, get murdered type fast Blast scum up on your beastly mask, a
dirty fleshpipe splash Call, plumbing we're coming inside sluts like Kimberly Drummond You know the
steez, I
slay my prey, day by day Kill yourself, on some euthanasia shit Rocking Timb's with razors on the
tip Today's the
day to flip on a
decapitation tip I'm fascinated with, leaving you lacerated split On point like an assassination hit your knot Some one to have patience with, I'm better off letting off Two clips at you face set it off to decide who's better off deaded off Inject 'til you feel correct, feel the
effects of my hex Force you to have sex with techs, chopped at funeral next Buy my poison I
got triple six in my beeper I
talk to myself 'cause giving my own self therapy's cheaper The
violence hits you like a
spliff filled with some holy pot Penetrate your skull like an Obituary riff from "Slowly We Rot" You'll soon be fractions a
numerator Over denominator when I
play dominator When you're dead your brain's enbalmed with data Peeping Vietnam through Beta, futuristic butcher CD-ROM cremator Your spine cracks in 3-D like Imax You won't be Superman no more, feel the
pain climax No anesthesia, even if the
doctor takes some codeine and combines crack That's fine packed and mixed with phenobarbital liquid And a
Raid sprayed dime sack, nutting numbs your future sums I
threw you in a
wheel chair you're a
crumb A
pebble, a
worm, a
snail I'll be a
mental patient with a
red afro on thorazine when you inhale Uhhhhh, uhhhhh, uhhhhhh, another blunt filled with dust And another blunt filled, and another blunt filled And another blunt filled with dust Last week someone tried to put me in a
coffin That's the
second time a
nigga tried to kill me I'm starting to feel important For some cats smiling ain't their style But there's something so evil about seeing a
murderer smile it's vile Gore is a
tattoo on your mind, suicide's a
laxative It'll eat you up inside like you swallowed maggots by accident I
main... line to main-tain I'm fighting the
biggest fight of my life staying sane! You gotta pack a
black, Glock, with, the
Extra clip when shit gets thick You gotta punch a
kid, dead, in the, nose If he ever tries to front and dis You need to puff a
bag, of, dro's, when Listening to brutal shit like this Yo you gotta rock a
lamb, skin, with, the
Spermicide for nasty bitch... You fucking dirt bags, word is bond I
keep straining my ears to hear a
sound Maybe someone is digging underground