Necro - The Love & Terror Cult paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson The Love & Terror Cult - Necro



I mean, I don't know what's Helter Skelter
Got to do with knifing somebody, you know?
The most brutal subdue you with judo chokes for jokes
You don't know me I'll poke you with knives
You'll fall like a broken bike spoke
The first time I spoke on the mic I murdered it
I'm iller than Michael Knight-riding with KITT
While you're bird shit
I urge you to step the fuck back, or get your shit clapped
We on some purge shit, bump into you like that Berve kid
You got some nerve kid
I'm a fucking legend, you're viral wack
Linda Blaire you when I crack your neck like a chiroprac
Send you to the ER discharge you then invite you back
Cause I'm stupid like that (let's do it again)
Disgracing Jesus, rip your face to pieces
Place my penis in between your bitch's anus like an intravenous
Catching BJ's from ratchet porno actresses
Twerking their backside on bed bug mattresses
My raps are lit
You caught a head slug
For dissing the freshest rapper to walk the earth
Now get clapped and wrapped up in a red rug
Kill, do it in the name of love
Please don't bet that you'll ever escape me
Kill, anyone
Do it in the name of love
Kill
Let's be serious
You're a pussy, must be delirious
Watching Eddie Murphy too much, now you got your period
When Murphy's Law strikes
You get hit with left and rights
Then you snitch talking about your human rights
Now you're too puny to fight
Liquid courage
You did that, you said that, identified me
You defied the law of being a G (blasphemy)
Too many fake cats trying to live the thug life
But can't handle the consequences of blood drenching
And drama with henchmen that clench guns
Now you got locked and you clinch buns
You'll be sucking cock
You're somebody's bitch now, snitch now
You should jump into a ditch now
Suicide click clack pow
Good riddance to the fraudulent
You're built like porcelain
Become a junkie take that needle force it in, officer's friend (pigs)
Homie to the cops swallowing police bologna
Yea you think you keep it real, kid you keep it real phony
Fuck you
Kill, do it in the name of love
Please don't bet that you'll ever escape me
Kill, anyone
Do it in the name of love
Kill
I said the gates are closed
I put my staff to rest
Ooh baby



Writer(s): Ron Braunstein


Necro - The Notorious Goriest
Album The Notorious Goriest
date de sortie
30-11-2018




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