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Murder Ya Life Lyrics - Singles - Necro

Brand new necro, brutality part 1 dropping September 

 

Stab in your face 

With a butcher knife that's really long 

Ill make you feel the song when I beat you down to it 

I don't care if I appear wrong kid ill do it 

I represent the death rap get your head cracked open 

Till we stare at your brains 

I don't care if you think im insane 

Coz I take respect this serious 

So if you disrespect your an idiot 

Stick an ice pick in your neck till you bleed like a period 

Hear me kid fear me kid and if you don't then you will when I put fear in you bitch 

Bring it to you violently silently walk up to you you'll have no idea its me 

Rocking the mass popping you fast with a glock with a silencer when you'll die you'll say 

Its necro the sicko let go of my jacket you faggot let death flow 

Die like a man if you can but you cant say you wont because you are a male hoe 

Yo I run this shit, put guns to your tits and blast milk all over your cereal 

Run your shit 

Your clothes 

Your shoes and if you refuse get your ass killed all over material 

Brutal, sadistic 

The only way to rip shit 

Im gonna stay cryptic 

Till the end of time 

The only day you'll be doper than me with a rhyme is when I quit dip shit 

It'll never go down like that 

Ill still be around 

From the ground ill rap 

As a corpse with a verse 

That's striving to tell all the demons on earth how to survive in hell 

 

= Chorus = 

My death rap is attacking you 

You getting stabbed in the brain with the verbal knife 

You better watch your step and show some respect or else ill have to murder your life X2 

 

Chopping you up you fags and dropping you in the garbage bag off of a bridge 

Had every ligament frozen in a fridge 

Keeping it fresh and its all for the kids 

Beat you to death 

Stomping you real with combat boots 

You faggot fuck it get murdered militantly to the best of my ability ill stay grotesk 

No rest for the wicked 

Circle the tyrant 

Circulation is a virus 

A perverted nation of violence 

I converted pagans to commit my sins 

Ill choke you with the pen I write with 

Get ready for the insertion 

Excursion threw the jugular 

Poisoning your blood you were a dead virgin 

Now you got fucked 

For the first time in your life your dead 

How you like it 

Can't come back ever again 

You better get used to it 

And make the devil your friend 

Psycho logical where it's logical to be a psycho 

Astronomical with a rifle blasting at you if your ass is comical 

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