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letra de your fucking head split - necro

[intro: necro]
yo, yeah, uh
yo this the sh-t right here
yeah this make me wanna k!ll somebody
turn this sh-t up, real f-cking loud

[necro]
drinking the bile out ya pancreas
the fanciest cancerous, talkin’ lyricist, pack a shank on the hips
you’re a sk-nky b-tch, slit ya wrist, cl-toris
if you’re inhibited i’ll p-ss in ya syphilis, incubus
mr. death, dr. demise, surgeon slice
you’ll die really slow if you don’t appreciate life
you’re wack if you don’t appreciate knives
the way a knife slices precise, it’s trife, it’s a demonic device
the chronic you light, inhale, for those in jail
to those that beef get impaled and buried in snails
my brains charred like burnt flesh, you’re scarred
ripping ya breast apart, digest ya heart
die!

[chorus: repeat 2x]
kid you know you can’t f-ck with this
don’t you know that my sh-t’s too sick
kid you know you can’t f-ck with this
you might get ya whole f-ckin head split

[necro]
terrorize ya whole clique, make you suck on ya own t-ts
then spit the cancer out, grab a glock, call me sir manson-a-lot
blow ya brains on the seats, varicose veins on the streets
cocaine dust and weed
k!ll you slowly, it’s a must you bleed
pop a vein in ya skull from the stress, feelin’ numb in ya chest
anxiety attack, murder you with a variety
an ax, a mac, a blackjack, a back crack
right upside ya f-ckin head for talking sh-t about this kid
you bled, s-d-stic and red
my biscuit pumps lead, c-ck it, obnoxious
get chopped up in boxes, i’m toxic, my topics are gothic
morbidity, you can’t get rid of me
the reason there’s humidity is sh-t to me
so k!ll ya’self and write a note
right before the noose wraps tight around ya throat, ya windpipe is choked
new york is filled with transvest-tes in coats
helpless wenches controlled and sacrificing goats
it’s death, 42nd street derelicts
reppin’ it, sellin’ sh-t, malevolent
mad felons kid, i got three in the fam
me and my man will beat you with hands, leave you beneath the sand
you sinkin’, quickly, i’m thinking, i’m sickly
i need medication, the cadavers are getting stinky

[chorus: repeat 2x]
kid you know you can’t f-ck with this
don’t you know my sh-t’s too sick
kid you know you can’t f-ck with this
might get ya whole f-ckin head split
split split
f-ckin head split f-ckin head split (b-tch) f-ckin head split

- necro

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