The Real Reality Necro

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[Sample: Charlie Manson]
The parole board’s a bunch of stupid bureaucrats men, who are laying up on the dollar bill. “Take that poison and… and… and die in that cell or say you’re full of shit and we’ll let you go.” You know?! So the parole board wants me to go in and kowtow to their reality and say that their reality is the real reality and my reality is really this stupid, dumb reality

[Verse 1: Necro]
Cut through your flesh with sharp knives
Blast you to death, laugh in your face
I’m as trife as it gets
When I said it, leave you to pass, like archives
Forget it, you better walk that stat
When the Beretta sparks, click clack, get back
More pieces of your grill
Will be shot off, kid I keep it ill
Death rap mastery
In crib bumping, battery thumping
With anyone that has it in for me
Dump a clip o’ dum-dums in a dummy
Then dump him in the dumpster
I talk so much crazy shit
There’s a chance you just might not believe me
Until I punch you in you’re fucking face kid
Face it, I’mma have to demonstrate shit
Some demented hate shit
Then some young impressionable kid’ll watch me and emulate it
The cycle of psychos never ends
Malevolence continues through venues
Ever since I got banned from knitting factory on wetlands