Your Fu**in’ Head Split - Necro

Yo, yeah, uh

Yo this the shit right here

Yeah this make me wanna kill somebody

Turn this shit up, real fucking loud

Drinking the bile out ya pancreas

The fanciest cancerous, talkin' lyricist, pack a shank on the hips

You’re a skanky bitch, slit ya wrist, clitoris

If you’re inhibited I’ll piss in ya syphilis, incubus

Mr. Death, Dr. Demise, Surgeon Slice

You’ll die really slow if you don’t appreciate life

You’re wack if you don’t appreciate knives

The way a knife slices precise, it’s trife, it’s a demonic device

The chronic you light, inhale, for those in jail

To those that beef get impaled and buried in snails

My brains charred like burnt flesh, you’re scarred

Ripping ya breast apart, digest ya heart

Die!

Kid you know you can’t fuck with this

Don’t you know that my shit’s too sick

Kid you know you can’t fuck with this

You might get ya whole fuckin head split

Terrorize ya whole clique, make you suck on ya own tits

Then spit the cancer out, grab a Glock, call me Sir Manson-a-Lot

Blow ya brains on the seats, varicose veins on the streets

Cocaine dust and weed

Kill you slowly, it’s a must you bleed

Pop a vein in ya skull from the stress, feelin' numb in ya chest

Anxiety attack, murder you with a variety

An ax, a mac, a blackjack, a back crack

Right upside ya fuckin head for talking shit about this kid

You bled, sadistic and red

My biscuit pumps lead, cock it, obnoxious

Get chopped up in boxes, I’m toxic, my topics are gothic

Morbidity, you can’t get rid of me

The reason there’s humidity is shit to me

So kill ya’self and write a note

Right before the noose wraps tight around ya throat, ya windpipe is choked

New York is filled with transvestites in coats

Helpless wenches controlled and sacrificing goats

It’s death, 42nd street derelicts

Reppin' it, sellin' shit, malevolent

Mad felons kid, I got three in the fam

Me and my man will beat you with hands, leave you beneath the sand

You sinkin', quickly, I’m thinking, I’m sickly

I need medication, the cadavers are getting stinky

Kid you know you can’t fuck with this

Don’t you know my shit’s too sick

Kid you know you can’t fuck with this

Might get ya whole fuckin head split

Split split

Fuckin head split fuckin head split (bitch) fuckin head split