Lyrics You Did it - Necro
(Sample:
Billy
Joel′s
"We
Didn't
Start
the
Fire")
"Ayatollolah′s
in
Iran,
Russians
in
Afghanistan
Wheel
of
Fortune,
Sally
Ride,
heavy
metal,
suicide..."
(Verse
1:
Necro)
You
wanna
die
intentionally
due
to
your
masochist
nature
You're
impatient;
death
comes
eventually
But
you
want
instant
gratification
Suicide's
been
attempted;
you′re
not
alive
if
you
meant
it
And
if
you
survive
you′ll
be
labeled
demented
And
sent
to
somewhere
expensive
Where
they'll
keep
you
stable
with
narcotics
Strapped
to
a
table
in
a
place
full
of
psychotics
Locked
in
a
rubber
room
unable
to
bash
your
skull
Or
hang
yourself
with
a
cable
It′s
ironic
like
a
fable
Depression
has
infected
you,
you're
under
the
impression
It′s
best
to
put
a
Tech
to
your
neck
And
apply
pressure
to
the
trigger
mechanism
Now
you
figure
it's
less
of
a
prison
on
the
other
side
Once
you′ve
died
you
can't
come
back
if
it
isn't
The
unknown;
the
afterlife,
and
where
we
go
after
we
die
To
find
out
before
it′s
your
time,
you′d
have
to
sacrifice
Like
Japanese
pilots
did
for
their
cause
Believing
there's
something
beautiful
to
balance
the
violent
shit
(Chorus:
repeat
2X)
You
did
it!
(Son,
you
did
it!)
You
put
the
gun
into
your
mouth
and
blasted
yourself
And
that′s
it,
kid
You
can't
come
back
You
regret
it,
but
you′re
deaded
You
committed
a
suicide,
and
your
whole
head
is
shredded
(Verse
2:
Necro)
Drinking
cyanide?
Choose
a
beverage
Use
a
rod
to
tighten
the
loop
of
rope
around
your
neck
Just
use
some
leverage
Asphyxiation,
brain
hemmorhage
Chopped
in
half
by
a
band
saw
Take
a
second
from
life
to
stop
and
laugh
I
can't
imagine
the
pain
you
feel
You′re
not
a
coward;
you're
brave
You
allowed
your
head
to
be
decapitated
by
a
train
wheel
Razor
to
the
throat,
methamphetamine
ducts
Suicide
epilogue,
end
of
scene,
cut
You
can
jump
in
front
of
a
truck
and
be
a
corpse
in
the
street
And
try
to
go
out
dramatically
like
Natalie
Portman
in
"Heat"
Seven
days
underwater
at
20
degrees
Celcius
Overdosage
of
barbituates,
takin'
a
shit,
like
Elvis
Found
in
your
underwear
with
a
gun
in
your
hand
And
a
suicide
note
next
to
you,
hoping
we′d
understand
If
you′ve
got
a
problem,
suicide
will
solve
it
Check
out
the
hook;
Budd
Dwyer
with
a
revolver
(Chorus)
(Sample:
Budd
Dwyer's
suicide
at
a
press
speech)
Dwyer:
(stuttering)
"When
I..."
(Dwyer
removes
a
revolver
from
a
manilla
envelope,
crowd
panics)
Dwyer:
"This
will
only
take
a
moment."
Crowd:
"Budd,
no,
please,
please!
Don′t
shoot
it!
Don't
shoot
it!"
Dwyer:
"Stay
back,
don′t,
don't!
This
will
hurt
someone!"
(Dwyer
puts
the
barrel
of
the
revolver
into
his
mouth
and
fires
upwards
into
his
skull)
Crowd:
"No,
oh
my
fucking
god!
Oh
my
god!
(crying)
Oh,
shit,
no!"
Crowd:
"Alright,
settle
down!
Don′t
panic,
don't
panic.
Someone
call
a
doctor!
Somebody
call
an
ambulance,
a
doctor,
and
the
police!"
1 Intro
2 Beautiful Music For You To Die To
3 The Dispensation of Life and Death
4 Kill That Shit
5 Pre-Fix (Skit)
6 The Pre-Fix for Death
7 Push it to the Limit
8 Push It to the Limit
9 Reflection of Children Coming Up in the Grave
10 Reflection of Children Coming Up in the Grave
11 It (Skit)
12 Insaneology
13 Insaneology
14 Nirvana
15 Nirvana
16 86 Measures of Game
17 Empowered
18 Empowered
19 Kid Joe (Skit)
20 Human Consumption
21 Evil Shit
22 You Did it
23 Rogue Skit
24 Death Rap
25 Watch your Back
26 Food for Thought
27 Important Statistics Skit
28 Senseless Violence
29 Push it to the Limit (NYHC Mix)
30 Outro
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