[Hook: Necro]
Willin' to start killin' cause I got no feelings inside
So what? Ya' dead kid, you ain't special
Millions have died
You think shit's funny, you'll laugh in a ditch
After you get your face ripped off
Or your left with half of your lips
Even with a chest, strapped with a vest
No one's safe
Cause disease il' infest
And stay
Trapped in your flesh
In life
You learn it's a risk, you could get burned to a crisp
You won't know, it could be your turn to be stiff

[Verse 1: Goretex]
Ronnie called, said we gotta dig a hole for some pigs
Wench in the crib, I smelled her from the stench in his fridge
Keepin' the chicks on booze, they better broken in debt
Hopeless and stressed, we fed em all coke to forget
Garbage-bag em! 20 TECs to the windpipe
Sit tight! my surgical gloves, service a midwife
Sprinkle powdered X, trifle on the blonde beaver
A yo' Satans back, and he just made the cover of Don Diva
Some mail order teens, from Philippines
Sex puppet, quadriplegic, with bigger tits from Creatine
Thuggin it, me and my drug covenant, we on some money shit
Thorazine, bitches fillet, stay in my dungeon pit

[Verse 2: Necro]
Yo Mitch, we gotta burn a pair of tits
I murdered this fat bitch, now it's time to incinerate her slit
Kid, Uncle Howie's new girlfriend is a cyborg
Electronical vocal cords, spanish robotic whore
This bitch's kit, Howie came over for a hit
He asked me for 10 bucks so he could go shoot up some shit
Put him on a cover, filmed the video, Mordecai was smokin crack
Yarmulke and all that, so give him dap
We're takin fat pieces of shits, enslaving em
And attachin' em to the horses, an crackin 'em with the whip
I got Gene, computer guys brain fried
Sent him back to the projects with the roaches
So he commits suicide
His mothers obscene, she had a wart attached to her face
The size of a grape, had it cut off with laser beams
I put a gun to his head, should of bust the lead
Cause that depressed faggot is cancerous an walkin' dead
Mailing bitches, cockroaches and pictures
Of asian bitches with shotties in the mouth, I'm sadistic
I had her suckin' barrel, flashin' crotch
My pornographic thirty two panel insert is HOT

[Verse 3: Goretex]
We carry heat
Howie rock the whole fleet
Caddie jeeps,heated seats
Party favors, snow, in iceberg sheets
I like chicks with over-bites, make the urinal sweet
Pullin my meat, bust off! we tossin' off on they cheeks
Them rap sadists, with homemade blades and face lifts
I'm from Brooklyn, home of the beat box and rapists
Now I cruise Cali, fuck jakes, fakes, and cash whores
Drivin up the coast, cocaine stuck to my dashboard
Y'all bitches nauseate me, knowing that scorn is a tool
You're mad corny, cause you probably watch porn for the dudes
Sellin' your M3 for AZT in a test tube
Cept it's too late, the man made serum infects you

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