Senseless Violence - Necro

You stupid, cocksucker son of a bitch

We’ll mutilate you

It’s Necro at his finest

Don’t make me get violent, cause I like that shit

You fucking pussies will get deaded cause you’re spineless

We’ll fuckin' bring it to you, buck you

What the fuck you think you doin'?

Fuck you faggot

Cut you into pieces, stuff you into plastic

Rush you with an ambulance

Gamblin' with your life, stranglin'

You like serial killers to hookers that resemble Amber Lynn

Before dismemberment, remember this: kid, don’t forget

We rep this to the death, respect us or you’ll vex us and we’ll step

And when we step you’ll regret when we met

Cause when I set the shit off you could bet you’ll get hit off

With dosages of death — you know the rest

And if you don’t, you’ll find out quickly cause we’re kinda sickly

Ripley’s Believe It or Not!

Bitch, please, you’re bleeding a lot

We keep it hot with ultra-violent raps that insult ya, repulse ya

'Til there’s no pulse in ya, that’s when vultures appear

To eat your ligaments — I got an itchy trigger for a snitch, dig

A ditch for a bitch big enough that the rest of their family could fit

You barely could hit, I could beat you fairly

I should keep you barely alive after I beat you

So you could see we’re really scary

You stupid, cocksucker son of a bitch

We’ll mutilate you

It’s Necro at his finest

Don’t make me get violent, cause I like that shit

You fucking pussies will get deaded cause you’re spineless

Senseless violence

Simplistic, but technical like multiple bitch-slaps

Across your face with the back of my hand

Cause you’re vulnerable kidnapped

Click-clack — push your shit back, bastard

A piece of shit packed in a casket

Reeking like fish cause the gat blasted

Redundant cause hundreds need to get murdered

Repeat myself;

there’s always someone new that never heard a

Word I said

Double barrel-shotty hidden under apparel for trouble

Prepared to kill like Gotti, forbidden paws like a werewolf

Tear you to shreds, you’re scared to be dead

I dare you to do what you said, I’ll put voodoo on your head

Doo-doo on your bed 'til fourteen, you poor thing

You’re not built for the streets

You’ll get killed, better off in ya building cleaning your sheets

Swing a machete at your throat, a deadly proper stroke

Decapitating slash

When you drop and croak we’ll take your cash

Make it fast before some coppers poke their nose

Into some business that ain’t theirs and we leave 'em with

Blood-soaked clothes

You stupid, cocksucker son of a bitch

We’ll mutilate you

It’s Necro at his finest

Don’t make me get violent, cause I like that shit

You fucking pussies will get deaded cause you’re spineless