Garbage Bag ’94 Necro
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[Verse 1]
Err, my castration hand is steady
So bitch, are you ready to get your dick chopped off, with a machete?
When it comes to inflicting pain; I'm creative
You're gonna need a sedative
When you get tortured by this fucking native
My animosity for a female never quits
So I hang you to die, on two, hooks through your fucking tits (*Echoed*
OWWWW!)
Nigga, you get juxed with a spike
And me and my homeboys dig in your stomach and take the parts we like
Termites and cock-a-roaches get chewed
My knife cuts your cranium open to get to your brain for food (Tasty!)
You get buried in dry mud, when you suffocate in the high flood
When I'm sad, I fuckin' cry blood (*Crying*)
Then I eat kneecaps and shins, when I look into your eyes
I'll make you cough up your organs
Plus you'll, cringe when you get pinched with my syringe
Then fall asleep and become, chow for my flesh-eating binge
Then I go to a Bordello, open up the mouth of each bitch
And dismiss the liquid that's yellow
And the backside of each cunt I'll be archin'
I'm like a soldier, back from the dead
Storm-Trooping and marching
Here's another bite for spite
My drill bit goes through the left side of your face and comes out the right
So watch out for the army of bugs, it's the blizzard of maggots
So duck down or get covered with slugs
Err, my castration hand is steady
So bitch, are you ready to get your dick chopped off, with a machete?
When it comes to inflicting pain; I'm creative
You're gonna need a sedative
When you get tortured by this fucking native
My animosity for a female never quits
So I hang you to die, on two, hooks through your fucking tits (*Echoed*
OWWWW!)
Nigga, you get juxed with a spike
And me and my homeboys dig in your stomach and take the parts we like
Termites and cock-a-roaches get chewed
My knife cuts your cranium open to get to your brain for food (Tasty!)
You get buried in dry mud, when you suffocate in the high flood
When I'm sad, I fuckin' cry blood (*Crying*)
Then I eat kneecaps and shins, when I look into your eyes
I'll make you cough up your organs
Plus you'll, cringe when you get pinched with my syringe
Then fall asleep and become, chow for my flesh-eating binge
Then I go to a Bordello, open up the mouth of each bitch
And dismiss the liquid that's yellow
And the backside of each cunt I'll be archin'
I'm like a soldier, back from the dead
Storm-Trooping and marching
Here's another bite for spite
My drill bit goes through the left side of your face and comes out the right
So watch out for the army of bugs, it's the blizzard of maggots
So duck down or get covered with slugs
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