Underground Lyrics - I Need Drugs - Necro

[sung] 

I keep straining my ears to hear a sound 

Maybe someone is digging underground 

Or have they... 

Yo man motherfuckers are clowns man; Hip-hop's too nice 

It's too pretty 

What are you gonna do to it Necro? 

Take a razor, and slice it! 

[Necro] 

Yo, peep this shit like this 

Kill the head, kill the body, and knows who I'ma ruin 

When I float like a dead body and sting like peroxide on wounds 

I'm rollin a fatty like death is comin believe it 

Recognize the chain of command I deliver the pain you're receivin 

Brain washing has officially begun 

Kid you peep a psycho holdin a butcher knife dancin like Re-Run 

It's rainin, as God pisses on earth 

I drop bile like a vagina dismisses at birth 

Devour my shower that's golden 

I'm puffing the sacks, rolled in 

smoldered flesh, holding the fresh, cancer-infested colon 

How can I make my point to you fools? 

I'll drop a dead A&R off a roof 

and on his chest it'll say, "Necro rules!" 

I'm above the constitution 

My shit stays bubblin like burnt flesh 

My rhymes are acid in Clorox solution 

Your eyes will burn once the acid hits 

You'll be blinded like Rosie O'Donnell 

jumped up ten feet in the air and flashed her tits 

Life is shady G in 1976 my parents created me 

I've been flippin since 1983 

I always took pain as a game 

When I was six I cracked my head open 

and looked in the mirror to see my brain 

Wonder why I'm like an icicle? 

At five I was hit by a car ridin my tricycle, a hit and run son 

Mad young in the hospital receivin stitches made me vicious 

Peeping cretons with Mephisto in their eyes made me suspicious 

Runnin through Glenwood PJ's, as a young buck 

I didn't dance that fresh, I burnt ants to death 

Taste me you will see more is all you need 

Dedicated to how I'm killin you! 

You're unhealthy you're a felon P.O. checks your bladder 

You're an addict; if you beat me I'll deliver you death on a platter 

The customer's always right but this time the customer's left 

on a stretcher gaspin for breath 

The cipher flows like rolly polly, kill yourself slowly 

Plus you're already dead if you're homely 

So bitch, there's a little red dot on your skull, so pray 

Most of New York's population is filled with mental patients 

pretendin to be normal, pretendin to be mental patients 

Gotthem got rapists by the pile 

Watch out for goons of vile infested smiles 

and dreams of molestin your child 

You gotta pack a black, glock, with, the, 

extra clip when shit gets thick 

You gotta punch a kid, dead, in the, nose, 

if he ever tries to front and diss 

You need to puff a bag, of, dro's, when, 

listening to brutal shit like this 

You gotta rock a lamb, skin, with, the, 

spermicide for a nasty bitch 

Make sure your girl's syphillis clean 

before I slide my tongue up in her 

Don't you darrrrrre ruin my dinner! 

My ventriloquism hits you like ism 

Sprayed with raid mixed with pissim mixed blades butchery sadism 

I rip your gat, when I twist my wrists 

1 finger, 2 finger, 3 fingers, 4 fingers fuck it the whole fifth 

Ran up your wife's ass gets murdered type fast 

Blast scum up on your BC mask and dirty flash pipes flash 

Call, plumbing we're coming inside like sluts like Kimberly Drummond 

You know the steez, I slay my prey, day by day 

Kill yourself, on some euthanasia shit 

Rockin Timb's with razors on the tip 

Today's the day to flip on a decapitation tip 

I'm fascinated with, leavin you lacerated split 

on point like an assassination hit your knot 

Some one to have patience with, I'm better off lettin off 

two clips at you face set it off to decide who's better off deaded off 

Inject 'til you feel correct, feel the effects of my hex 

Force you to have sex with techs, chopped at funeral next 

Buy my poison I got triple six in my beeper 

I talk to myself cause giving my own self therapy's cheaper 

The violence hits you like a spliff filled with some holy pot 

Penetrate your skull like an obituary riff from "Slowly We Rot" 

You'll soon be fractions and numerator 

of a denominator when I play dominator 

When you're dead your brain's enbalmed with data 

Peepin Vietnam through Vader, futuristic butcher CD-ROM cremator 

Your - spine cracks in 3-D like Imax 

You won't be Superman no more feel the pain climax 

No anesthesia, even if the doctor takes some codine and combines crack 

that's fine packed and mixed with phenobarbital liquid 

and a Raid sprayed dime sack, nuttin numbs your future sums 

I threw you in a wheel chair you're a crumb 

A pebble, a worm, a snail 

I'll be a mental patient with a red afro on thorazine when you inhale 

Uhhhhh, uhhhhhhm uhhhhhh, another blunt filled with dust 

And another blunt filled, and another blunt filled 

And another blunt filled with dust 

Last week someone tried to put me in a coffin 

That's the second time a nigga tried to kill me 

I'm starting to feel important 

For some cats smilin ain't their style 

But there's something so evil about seeing a murderous smile it's vile 

Gore is a tattoo on your mind, suicide's a laxative 

It'll eat you up inside like you swallowed maggots by accident 

I main..line to main-tain 

I'm fightin the biggest fight of my life 

You gotta pack a black, glock, with, the, 

extra clip when shit gets thick 

You gotta punch a kid, dead, in the, nose, 

if he ever tries to front and diss 

You need to puff a bag, of, dro's, when, 

listening to brutal shit like this 

Yo you gotta rock a lamb, skin, with, the, 

spermicide for nasty bitch.. 

You fuckin dirt bags, word is bond 

[sung: repeat until fade] 

I keep straining my ears to hear a sound 

Maybe someone is digging underground