The Circle of Tyrants Freestyle 2 Necro (Ft. Mr Hyde)

[Intro]
Circle of Tyrants!
Brand new album droppin' this summer
Verse after verse of violent shit from New York's best
Cop it like a bundle!
Now get ready for a highly potent dose of Death Rap...

[Necro]
I know you hate me - so screw 'em, run up on 'em, kill 'em
Break limbs Gracie, we stay putrid like a H.G. Lewis film
Color you blood-red: a bedridden tradition
Deliver you forbidden hidden written scrolls of dead Egyptian Magicians
Each word attacks you like a savage venom
You're average - you're a waste like a beautiful cadaverous woman
Watch out when I get inspired
I'm liable to start a religion; fried pigeons and blood dipped bibles
Rebellious out the womb, brainwashing the wack
Insult us and we'll bring it you like a posse of bats
Moshin' to the track
Split you in two like mathematicians do
I'm casting for corpses and I'd like to audition you!
Keep it very gully like Chazz Palminteri
In 'Bronx Tale' - you're buried, we cut through pulmonary
Gothic-Rap, Agnostic is probable
If God's an alien Jesus is impossible gospel
My goons leave you with jagged wounds, crime is organized
We get better; we metamorphosize like maggot cocoons