Underground

I keep straining my ears to hear a sound

Maybe someone is digging underground

Or have they...

Yo man motherfuckers are clowns man; Hip-hop's too nice

It's too pretty

What are you gonna do to it Necro?

Take a razor, and slice it!

Yo, peep this shit like this

Kill the head, kill the body, and knows who I'mma ruin

When I float like a dead body and sting like peroxide on wounds

I'm rollin a fatty like death is comin believe it

Recognize the chain of command I deliver the pain you're receivin

Brain washing has officially begun

Kid you peep a psycho holdin a butcher knife dancin like Re-Run

It's rainin, as God pisses on earth

I drop bile like a vagina dismisses at birth

Devour my shower that's golden

I'm puffing the sacks, rolled in

Smoldered flesh, holding the fresh, cancer-infested colon

How can I make my point to you fools?

I'll drop a dead A&R off a roof

And on his chest it'll say, "Necro rules!"

I'm above the constitution

My shit stays bubblin like burnt flesh

My rhymes are acid in Clorox solution

Your eyes will burn once the acid hits

You'll be blinded like Rosie O'Donnell

Jumped up ten feet in the air and flashed her tits

Life is shady G in 1976 my parents created me

I've been flippin since 1983

I always took pain as a game

When I was six I cracked my head open

And looked in the mirror to see my brain

Wonder why I'm like an icicle?

At five I was hit by a car ridin my tricycle, a hit and run son

Mad young in the hospital receivin stitches made me vicious

Peeping cretons with Mephisto in their eyes made me suspicious

Runnin through Glenwood PJ's, as a young buck

I didn't dance that fresh, I burnt ants to death

Taste me you will see more is all you need

Dedicated to how I'm killin you!

You're unhealthy you're a felon P.O. checks your bladder

You're an addict; if you beat me I'll deliver you death on a platter

The customer's always right but this time the customer's left

On a stretcher gaspin for breath

The cipher flows like rolly polly, kill yourself slowly

Plus you're already dead if you're homely

So bitch, there's a little red dot on your skull, so pray

Most of New York's population is filled with mental patients

Pretendin to be normal, pretendin to be mental patients

Gotthem got rapists by the pile

Watch out for goons of vile infested smiles

And dreams of molestin your child

You gotta pack a black, Glock, with, the

Extra clip when shit gets thick

You gotta punch a kid, dead, in the, nose

If he ever tries to front and diss

You need to puff a bag, of, dro's, when

Listening to brutal shit like this

You gotta rock a lamb, skin, with, the

Spermicide for a nasty bitch

Make sure your girl's syphillis clean

Before I slide my tongue up in her

Don't you darrrrrre ruin my dinner!

My ventriloquism hits you like ism

Sprayed with raid mixed with pissim mixed blades butchery sadism

I rip your gat, when I twist my wrists

1 finger, 2 finger, 3 fingers, 4 fingers fuck it the whole fifth

Ran up your wife's ass gets murdered type fast

Blast scum up on your BC mask and dirty flash pipes flash

Call, plumbing we're coming inside like sluts like Kimberly Drummond

You know the steez, I slay my prey, day by day

Kill yourself, on some euthanasia shit

Rockin Timb's with razors on the tip

Today's the day to flip on a decapitation tip

I'm fascinated with, leavin you lacerated split

On point like an assassination hit your knot

Some one to have patience with, I'm better off lettin off

Two clips at you face set it off to decide who's better off deaded off

Inject 'til you feel correct, feel the effects of my hex

Force you to have sex with techs, chopped at funeral next

Buy my poison I got triple six in my beeper

I talk to myself cause giving my own self therapy's cheaper

The violence hits you like a spliff filled with some holy pot

Penetrate your skull like an obituary riff from "Slowly We Rot"

You'll soon be fractions and numerator

Of a denominator when I play dominator

When you're dead your brain's enbalmed with data

Peepin Vietnam through Vader, futuristic butcher CD-ROM cremator

Your - spine cracks in 3-D like Imax

You won't be Superman no more feel the pain climax

No anesthesia, even if the doctor takes some codine and combines crack

That's fine packed and mixed with phenobarbital liquid

And a Raid sprayed dime sack, nuttin numbs your future sums

I threw you in a wheel chair you're a crumb

A pebble, a worm, a snail

I'll be a mental patient with a red afro on thorazine when you inhale

Uhhhhh, uhhhhhhm uhhhhhh, another blunt filled with dust

And another blunt filled, and another blunt filled

And another blunt filled with dust

Last week someone tried to put me in a coffin

That's the second time a nigga tried to kill me

I'm starting to feel important

For some cats smilin ain't their style

But there's something so evil about seeing a murderous smile it's vile

Gore is a tattoo on your mind, suicide's a laxative

It'll eat you up inside like you swallowed maggots by accident

I main..line to main-tain

I'm fightin the biggest fight of my life

You gotta pack a black, Glock, with, the

Extra clip when shit gets thick

You gotta punch a kid, dead, in the, nose

If he ever tries to front and diss

You need to puff a bag, of, dro's, when

Listening to brutal shit like this

Yo you gotta rock a lamb, skin, with, the

Spermicide for nasty bitch..

You fuckin dirt bags, word is bond

I keep straining my ears to hear a sound

Maybe someone is digging underground