The Circle of Tyrants Freestyle Necro (Ft. ILL BILL & Mr Hyde)

[Necro]
Necro's up in here
Brooklyn in effect, jux you in the neck
Disrespect the clique we'll step to you, mush you, put you in check
We stay evil, I don't play with people
Don't sleep on me 'cause I made it legal
Whip the Desert Eagle out - come see me kill
Whenever, whatever you want kid;
Step up, head up, dead up ya butt
Thirty year old men turn into sluts when they get snuffed
You jock the custom Necro chain
You sit in disgust in ya crib cause you can't hustle like the best
Death Rap entrepreneur pushin' the violence
On CD's, like krills from Millz it's only about what I think
Fuck approval seekin', dead body disposal removal creepin'
Ya vanish, missing - they can't even find you on Google
Hold the bronze kronze Ruger like Hans Gruber
Rippin' through flesh like a cougar, attackin' like ex-cons couped up
Peep the rugged 'cause you love it
Sick sadistic, sadomasochistic skitzo flips it intricately
Infinitely ripped it

[ILL BILL]
ILL BILL bag females ILL-Town to Illinois
Ya'll faggots bag trannies from the back of the Village Boys
I'm callin' you out, put the .44 in ya mouth
Pull the trigger and splatter your brains on the walls of your house
I'm empty inside, don't know what remorse is about
I roll thick like strippers at shopping malls in the south
Hit the studio with a eight-ball and an ounce
Chop up lines, record eight songs and I'm out
So flavorful, fuck up ya face - give you a razorful
Your life and a pile of shits' interchangeable
We top-shelf; won't stop 'til we paid in full
I Reign in Blood, my destruction is unobtainable
We morbid thieves in Jordan 3's, we attack you like swarming bees
We all creeps
I flip drugs and pimp sluts and spit dust
And distrust anybody that isn't us
What!?!