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letra de wise ass – necro

( verse 1 )
i love a stunt that’s down to sniff cocaine
a c-nt with big c-ck sucking lips and no brain
a p-ssy you couldn’t shoot up or drug
car jack you like a cop in pursuit of a thug
spittin’ out like i chewed up a bug
that shottin’ thru of a slug
and as for dolly partons i’m the type to f-ck her juggs
i grew up in a sick place, brooklyn
they’d run up on you and say, “gimme the loot, d-ckface!”
got an appet-te for destruction like parasites
kicked in your face, so bl–dy i f-cked up my new pair of nikes
d-mn! they cost over 100 bucks, oh well!
skull in your grill, i’m more f-cked than a hundred sl-ts
the white dolamite, i wanna see janet jackson
deep throat the mic, it’s only right
you’re a snake, you known a bite, you’re glowning bright
when dynamite rammed up your -ss and you explode it nice, blam!

( chorus )
met the devil and spit in his grill
told him i’m running h-ll son chill and you’re the next i’ll kill
you’re know your dead when you sell your soul for bread
life’s funny like a b-tch-ss with a hole in his head

( verse 2 )
clock you like a trife bo
i’ll stab your sockets like a psycho
’til you can’t see sh-t,
like your on the toilet bowl with the lights closed
you’re below me, homey you don’t know me
you wanna play me
treat me like a saxophone and blow me
worship my vile grammer, skiis,
get on your c-ck suckin’ knees,
prey to me like hammer
i get my d-ck, jerk right your girl
imma diss the second i see a t-t, with bigger t-ts
so many look sultry, don’t insult me
how dare you ask me not to cheat like adultary
i’m phat like poultry, got a close-up of your grill, it repulsed me (ewww)
to be truthful, you’re -ss is only useful
and what the f-ck you got to say?
i’ll rip your intestines out your -ss
and poke your man with them a block away
you hesitant b-tch, you’ve never been sick
you got a c-ck in your mouth like that ‘dead president’ flick
you want me to rhyme, what will you do for me?
you get your girl to suck d-ck, and i’ll rap for you for free
money is simple, my income triple
the beats get chopped up like montell williams nipple
honey i’ll keep it real with you,
have your pants off, abuse you, and then say “i ain’t feelin’ you!”
woman don’t understand me, can’t shut off a d-ck
i’ve seen lorena bobbit in the street and cut off a cl-t
paybacks a b-tch, so b-tch pay with your back
before i f-ck a sl-t i don’t know what’s pay rate in a crack
the human head, is quite durable
your mouth should make a very interesting urinal

( chorus )
met the devil and spit in his grill
told him i’m running h-ll son chill and you’re the next i’ll kill
you’re know your dead when you sell your soul for bread
life’s funny like a b-tch-ss with a hole in his head (die!)

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 6, 6, 7, 7, 7, 8, nineteen-ninety-nine!
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 6, 6, 7, 7, 7, 8, nineteen-ninety-nine!

motherf-ckers…
yeah…
necro sh-t….
b-tch…
you can die…
feed my song…
blow yourself…
die b-tch, motherf-cker, and that’s all…

- letras de necro