Every Second Someone Dies Instrumental - Necro
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kill you with a grin son . time to run from my semi auto gun I dont care bitch i'm havin fun just gettin started fuck with me il pull out the big pun run run run ... time to die while your family watches your demise you think your special nigga you aint no prize all your rhymes are lies your shook walkin through my hood with a fuckn disguise beat you while your friend crys and dont even try and run and hide il find you like it's a game of hide and seek pull you from the spot like im pickina leek
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im here to rape ya sista, ya ya sista, in the butt then the clit, get it wet with my dick. i need to split
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i like cake
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one death two death three death four,resurect shakur,guru,big poppa,grand mama,forget tha damn drama,forfiet,I spit thru any armor,you wanna lick but this aint benihana,my flow stand out out like a pimp cup next to china,or obama in a will smith line up,yeah right hear tha nigga with tha big ears
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My instrumental absorb it you'll get ripped off it
Every second someone dies Someone just died
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At midnight I had a sick fight this kids forehead was split open with goreage
I felt like I was trippin awake for 48 hours
Like a snake slithering your death is riveting
Get kicked int he face with 20 feet
10 of my peeps stompin your grill 'till your flesh is embedded in the street
My death rap will get you cats pumped end up in the back of a trunk
And your body is blended up into chunks
My mental is morbid I'm on some horror shit
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UR LIFE IS MINE ITS THE CHOSEN TIME TO SPIT A RHYME TOP OF THE LINE SNORTIN LINES COMMITIN CRIMES IM TO FINE U OUTTA LINE IM THE SPINE U THE BRAIN IM DOIN LINES OF THE FINEST CAINE I MAKE IT RAIN I BRRING DA PAIN U MAKE STAINS IN UR PANTIES OUT OF LINE CALL ME SHANTY IRAQI BOMBSA DROPPIN NEVER STOPPIN OUT OF LINE KEEP COPPIN IM ROBBIN NIGGA THROBBIN WIT YA BITCH YA TRICK SHE ALL OVER MY DICK BENDOVER AND GIVE IT A LICK
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Flesh Flesh Flesh Flesh. Death Death Death Death, Im Brutal Like Necros Way of Livin, Makes Bodys Shiverin', Never givin, A Second Chance, Cut off your Scratched Hands, pull down your pants, Do what i gotta do, Make you make more noise then a Zoo, Im a fuckin sick minded fuck, my childhood made me this way fuck, you grew up with movies for children, while i grew up with horror movies like the omen, I got a sick mind behind my spine, i direct lines outta my mouth, to b placed in space n time
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glock is stuffed in your mouth, blown the brains out, blood stains the couch, your eyes they were gouged out, gagged your mouth so you wouldn't shout, all you killaz never heard of me i like to commit sodomy, you can't survive this brutality of you fucking family, dancing on you grave kid i'll get rid of your body, smash you bones to bits spread them around the police won't find shit,
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like the video up over head // everyday she would pray to be touched by the messanger of the dead // there is no possibilty of clearing ur mind to what you have read // let me continue // can u comprehend the feeling of 15 cockroaches stuffed in you? // the daugther // was forced by the father // to gain the priveldge take the offer // to drive tapatio drenched pencils into the part that was softer //
hahaha i always seen people post lyrics so i decided to come up wit some shitt :p
thanx 4 the upload murk4skillz*****
MorbidShit2007 3 years ago 8
every second someone dies, my third eye can witness your demise, here to end your life and sever your family ties, your bitch ass spits nothin but lies, but my shits heavenly devine, betta not offend or you'll be the next in line, wishin you could rewind time as i leave a verbal tumor hidden within the depths of ya spine, extract your blood and use it as wine, on your organs my dog will dine and feast, im a lyrical beast that can't be tamed, leave ya paralyzed and maimed, leavin ya slain
karas151 2 years ago 4