The Most Sadistic ILL BILL (Ft. Necro)

[Verse 1: Necro]
Dancing on your grave like Baryshnikov, I'll rip you off
Leave you in the desert till the vultures strip your corpse
Then rape your fucking wife until my dick is soft
Till the flesh is peeling off, I'm a devil concealed in cloth
Walk, walk, or get stabbed with a fork
You got a hole in your stomach
So plug it up with a cork, you dork
Lots of blood loss, Red Cross
Couldn't help your dead boss, cut his head off
Brutal; sadistic - the only way
I'll be remembered after I'm dismembered
And my bones decay
A rap legend - to the aggressionary session
My inventions of tension and powerful progression
It's time - for sick rhymes, lunatic lines
Hit your mind like consuming strychnine
For all the shells, clips and Glocks
You stepping to me with a weapon
You'll be repping your clique in a box

[Chorus: Necro]
The most sadistic, you think not?
You might get shot, put ‘em in a plot
We ain't playing - We ain't rhyming for nothing
Yo this shit is our life, so lemme tell you something
If you ever diss me I'mma bring it to you
Got a crew of psychopaths that'll stab you up too
Now say violence! (violence) Death! (death)
Yo there ain't nothing left to say, this shit's fresh