Exploitation - Necro, Mr. Hyde

Exploitation, grind house, hip-hop, illness

Expiration of ya life, the realness

You get chopped into bits, intricately split you, hit you like Jet Li

Deadly, unfriendly medley, wet you up in ya Bentley

Sanguinary, biochemistry, chemotherapy, chemical treatment

Criminal cemetery symmetry

Intimidating

Stick a blade in, grip the .38 and spit at you, blood precipitating

It’s King Crimson

Bring it like Simpson, bling pimpin, like Sing Sing pen, fly like a wing man

My gridiron gang chokes you like the hangman, 21st Century Schizoid Man

A killer with tuberculosis, knocking on ya door, built like Hercules holding a

circular saw

Leave you extremely appalled, make you scream and crawl

Prolific, horrific like the Grand Guignol

Acid rain dancing, my victims take a tantrum

Attack like Gunnar Hansen, when wearing blood I’m handsome

Capturing for ransom, send the cash advance in

I’m commanding an army of phantoms with lanterns

Let the poison ants in, your bloody body seizure

Jack the Ripper slashes when cutting up a skeezer

Buck you for my leisure, you’re ducks in hunting season

No cure for the gore, AIDS, indonesian lesions

Freak the crematory, gory, flow to speak the story

I’m like Pesci with the .44, twist your wig like Morrie

Say you never saw me or you’ll be another muthafucka

Sinking to the bottom of a river like a truck or something

Tuck a couple blades under my buckle, hack and tackle

Keep the skulls under my fucking shack in tabernacles

We Lace you with the taste of razorblade abrasion cuts

You face the desecration slut, there’s no escaping us