Текст песни Necro - Pit

Жанр: Rap
Исполнитель: Necro
Альбом: DIE!
Длительность: 03:08
Рейтинг: 879
MP3: Скачать
Загрузил: _Insurgent_From_Hell_


[Intro] Start a pit! Start a pit! [Verse 1] I’m a dragon spitting out magma Pop bangers, leave you like chopped angus Hold an axe like Genghis Gun, I’m like a young Genghis Khan Like a gang of ex-cons that hang up murder rates Murder’s great, snapping, clapping you up Chew up flesh like werewolves yapping Victims, who’s up to bat? Smack em with a bat Hack em into pieces, Jesus Christ motherfuckers are pussy Petrified, mortified, testified you all die I’m the sort of guy that stays fortified With a vest and a .45 wounds cauterized Goons on the rise rebellion, one million felons yelling, “Necro, tell em!” To hell with them, fuck politics Buck at the cops, they can suck the cock [Chorus] Start a pit! Do it! Now! Yeah! [Verse 2] Here’s a shank and a snuff, stop acting tough I don’t like you, you’re not gangster enough I’m at peace with reality, I got a blood feast mentality You’re into bestiality, you fuck dogs and you suck logs You’re into buttplugs, you don’t need drugs So nice I’ll buck you up with a flare gun Fuck you up in a fair one, stomp you with Air Ones You get carried away, you literally get carried away on a stretcher pitifully My bad your honour, I know I fucked up But killing a cop is a badge of honour You’re a queer in tights, dying like a deer in headlights Strict with the nine like dead mice Finally put your brain to sleep painfully Kill you and laugh at you simultaneously [Chorus] [Verse 3] Vintage, you’re cutting edge in one package Gun-clappers backwards like a sexually active attractive nun with a strap-on Crucifix dildo haunting the chapel People you don’t want to street brawl or you’ll bleed All over the place like I hit your nose with a speed ball Like a psycho in jail with the brain of Michael Dell Hit your brain with a rifle shell Shit like an ex-lax pill, crack your skull I’ll flip out like Axl Rose on Paxil Don’t need Source or XXL to excel my career, it’s no career loss Ride like a bicycle, smacked you up in high school Like an icicle I’m ice cold Foursomes in Toronto, orgies in Montreal, pervert, aren’t we all? [Chorus]
Неправильный текст?

Похожие тексты


топ аплоадеров

новости портала

Подписка на аплоадера
Подписка на аплоадера
Новый плеер
Новый плеер
Проблема с подтверждением регистрации
Проблема решена

последние комментарии