paroles de chanson Pit - Necro

Start a pit!
Start a pit!
I′m a dragon spitting out magma
Pop bangers, leave you like chopped angus
Hold an axe like Genghis Gun, I'm like a young Genghis Khan
Like a gang of ex-cons that hang up murder rates
Murder′s great, snapping, clapping you up
Chew up flesh like werewolves yapping
Victims, who's up to bat? Smack em with a bat
Hack em into pieces, Jesus
Christ motherfuckers are pussy
Petrified, mortified, testified you all die
I'm the sort of guy that stays fortified
With a vest and a .45 wounds cauterized
Goons on the rise rebellion, one million felons yelling, "Necro, tell em!"
To hell with them, fuck politics
Buck at the cops, they can suck the cock
Start a pit! Do it! Now! Yeah!
Here′s a shank and a snuff, stop acting tough
I don′t like you, you're not gangster enough
I′m at peace with reality, I got a blood feast mentality
You're into bestiality, you fuck dogs and you suck logs
You′re into buttplugs, you don't need drugs
So nice I′ll buck you up with a flare gun
Fuck you up in a fair one, stomp you with Air Ones
You get carried away, you literally get carried away on a stretcher pitifully
My bad your honour, I know I fucked up
But killing a cop is a badge of honour
You're a queer in tights, dying like a deer in headlights
Strict with the nine like dead mice
Finally put your brain to sleep painfully
Kill you and laugh at you simultaneously
Vintage, you're cutting edge in one package
Gun-clappers backwards like a sexually active attractive nun with a strap-on
Crucifix dildo haunting the chapel
People you don′t want to street brawl or you′ll bleed
All over the place like I hit your nose with a speed ball
Like a psycho in jail with the brain of Michael Dell
Hit your brain with a rifle shell
Shit like an ex-lax pill, crack your skull
I'll flip out like Axl Rose on Paxil
Don′t need Source or XXL to excel my career, it's no career loss
Ride like a bicycle, smacked you up in high school
Like an icicle I′m ice cold
Foursomes in Toronto, orgies in Montreal, pervert, aren't we all?