Senseless Violence
(专辑: The Pre-Fix For Death - 2004)
You stupid, cocksucker son of a
bitch We'll mutilate you It's Necro, at his finest Don't make me get violent, 'cause I
like that shit You fucking pussies will get deaded 'cause you're spineless! We'll fucking bring it to you, buck you What the
fuck you think you doin'? Fuck you faggot Cut you into pieces, stuff you into plastic Rush you with an ambulance Gambling with your life, strangling You like serial killers to hookers that resemble Amber Lynn Before dismemberment, remember this: kid, don't forget We rep this to the
death, respect us or you'll vex us and we'll step And when we step you'll regret when we met 'Cause when I
set the
shit off you could bet you'll get hit off With dosages of death you know the
rest And if you don't, you'll find out quickly cause we're kinda sickly Ripley's Believe It or Not! Bitch, please, you're bleeding a
lot We keep it hot with ultra-violent raps that insult ya, repulse ya 'Til there's no pulse in ya, that's when vultures appear To eat your ligaments I
got an itchy trigger for a
snitch, dig A
ditch for a
bitch big enough that the
rest of their family could fit! You barely could hit, I
could beat you fairly I
should keep you barely alive after I
beat you So you could see we're really scary You stupid, cocksucker son of a
bitch We'll mutilate you It's Necro, at his finest Don't make me get violent, 'cause I
like that shit You fucking pussies will get deaded 'cause you're spineless! Senseless violence Simplistic, but technical like multiple bitch-slaps Across your face with the
back of my hand Cause you're vulnerable kidnapped Click-clack push your shit back, bastard A
piece of shit packed in a
casket Reeking like fish 'cause the
gat blasted Redundant 'cause hundreds need to get murdered Repeat myself; there's always someone new that never heard a
Word I
said Double barrel-shotty hidden under apparel for trouble Prepared to kill like Gotti, forbidden paws like a
werewolf Tear you to shreds, you're scared to be dead I
dare you to do what you said, I'll put voodoo on your head Doo-doo on your bed 'til fourteen, you poor thing You're not built for the
streets You'll get killed, better off in ya building cleaning your sheets Swing a
machete at your throat, a
deadly proper stroke Decapitating slash When you drop and croak we'll take your cash Make it fast before some coppers poke their nose Into some business that ain't theirs and we leave 'em with Blood-soaked clothes You stupid, cocksucker son of a
bitch We'll mutilate you It's Necro, at his finest Don't make me get violent, 'cause I
like that shit You fucking pussies will get deaded 'cause you're spineless!