Nuthin Necro (Ft. ILL BILL)
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[Hook]
Homeboy, mothafuck the party
I came to catch a body
Pull the magnum out then I start banging out
Won't stop dumping 'til ya whole brain's hangin out
Whatcha wanna do? (Nuthin)
Watcha tryin do? (Nuthin)
Whatcha wanna do? (Nuthin)
Watcha tryin do?
[iLL Bill]
ILL Bill's so focused, unemotional like a vulcan
Grinding stones, I'm providing snow to coke heads
Dope to dope heads
Death squad, drive-by you on mopeds
You end up in the morgue with no head
Fingers missin', you get ya whole shit twisted
Four-fifth'ted, I'm so gifted with chrome biscuits
Get your soul lifted
There's no difference between guns and knives
Both of these collide equal tons of livеs
I prefer guns; quick on the draw
Sprayеd heat over breakbeats, Bill got pistols galore
Ashley Judd passed me blunts, expert at giving shotguns'll
Blow me with her raspy tongue
I gave birth to a whole generation of goons
A federation of terrorists waiting to use chemical weapons, biological attacks and methods
Spasm at gas, ya last breath, passin' the seconds
Homeboy, mothafuck the party
I came to catch a body
Pull the magnum out then I start banging out
Won't stop dumping 'til ya whole brain's hangin out
Whatcha wanna do? (Nuthin)
Watcha tryin do? (Nuthin)
Whatcha wanna do? (Nuthin)
Watcha tryin do?
[iLL Bill]
ILL Bill's so focused, unemotional like a vulcan
Grinding stones, I'm providing snow to coke heads
Dope to dope heads
Death squad, drive-by you on mopeds
You end up in the morgue with no head
Fingers missin', you get ya whole shit twisted
Four-fifth'ted, I'm so gifted with chrome biscuits
Get your soul lifted
There's no difference between guns and knives
Both of these collide equal tons of livеs
I prefer guns; quick on the draw
Sprayеd heat over breakbeats, Bill got pistols galore
Ashley Judd passed me blunts, expert at giving shotguns'll
Blow me with her raspy tongue
I gave birth to a whole generation of goons
A federation of terrorists waiting to use chemical weapons, biological attacks and methods
Spasm at gas, ya last breath, passin' the seconds
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