Your Fuckin’ Head Split - Necro

Yo, Yeah

It’s the shit right here

It makes me wanna kill somebody

Turn this shit up real fuckin loud

Drinkin the bile out your pancreas

The fanciest cancerous

Talkin lyricist pack a shank on the hips

Your a Skanky bitch slit your rist clitoris if your inhibited I’ll Piss in your

syphilis Incubus

Mr. Death Dr. Demise Surgeon slice

You’ll die really slow if you don’t appreciate life

Your wack if you don’t appreciate knives

The way a knife slices precice it’s trife it’s a demonic device

The Chronic you light inhale

For those in jail

To those in beef get impaled and burried in snails

My brain’s charred like burnt

Flesh your scarred rippin your breast apart digest your heart

Die

Kid you know you can’t fuck with this

Don’t you know that my shit’s to sick

Kid you know you can’t fuck with this

You might get your whole fuckin head split

Kid you know you can’t fuck with this

Don’t you know that my shit’s to sick

Kid you know you can’t fuck with this

You might get your whole fuckin head split

You terrorize your whole click

Make you suck on your own tits

Now spit the cancer out

Grab a Glock call me sir manson alot

Blow your brains on the seats

Varicose veins on the streets cocaine, dust and weed

Kill you slowly it’s a must you bleed

Pop a vein in your skull from the stress

Feelin numb in your chest

Anxiety attack murder you with a variety an axe a mac a black Jack a bat crack

Right upside your fuckin head

For talkin shit about this kid you bled sadistic and red

My biscuit pumps lead

Cock it obnoxious your chopped up in boxes im toxic my Topics are gothic

Morbidity you can’t get rid of me

The reason is humidity is shit to me

So kill your self and write a note

Right before the noose wraps tight around your throat

Your wind pipe is choked

Newyork is filled with tranvestites in coats

Helpless wenches controlled and sacrificin goats

It’s death for these 2nd street

Derelicts reppin it sellin shit malevolent

Mad felons kid

I got three in the fam me and my man

Will beat you with hands

Leave you beneath the sand

Your sinkin quikly

Im thinkin

Im sickly

I need Medication the cadabers are getting stinky

Kid you know you can’t fuck with this

Don’t you know that my shit’s to sick

Kid you know you can’t fuck with this

You might get your whole fuckin head split

Kid you know you can’t fuck with this

Don’t you know that my shit’s to sick

Kid you know you can’t fuck with this

You might get your whole fuckin head split

Fuckin head split

Fuckin head split

Bitch

Fuckin head split