Carnivores Circle of Tyrants

[Intro]
I'm not gonna hurt you, I'm just gonna bash your brains in...
I'm gonna bash 'em right the fuck in!

[Verse 1: Necro]
I'm living a mondo life
Packing a tantō knife, it's sharp like an anaconda's bite
You get stomped in a fight
I love mentioning weapons
Enter the ring, steppin' on your skull
We do demented things when reppin'
Satanic like a cleric, leavin' your mom hysteric
Shank your face with a kitchen knife 'till ya look like John Merrick
I'm full of gore, brutal like a pitbull's jaw
Belligerent like demons that pull you to the floor
It's Mordechai, back from the dead, crackin' ya head
Open with a pipe, gettin' hype, back-up what you said
I'm like a skeleton covered with rotted skin
I got a grin, shankin' you till I murder you 'cause I gotta win
Packin' a metal barrel under my ghetto apparel
Pull out and blast you fast, that's how I settle battles
I would've loved to stick up Jesus
Give up the Bible, choppin' ya clique up into pieces

[Verse 2: ILL BILL]
There come a time when the throne will become a prison
Kill your idols and shoot the television, goon is in Glenwood
The truth is I live for the Art of War
I'm a ground zero Brooklyn carnivore, my opposition signing off
Forefathers, given these 9s from another war
Future primitive, Stargate, through another door
I'm a king, my harem equipped it with a hundred whores
Crush our enemies, drink out of cups made of skulls
Obey laws like the Vikings that came before
A natural like lightning I came forth from the storm
I've been a soldier before the time of creation's dawn
Ate from the Tree of Life and cut my tongue on the thorn
I fire pistols like Brian Nichols
Get the drop on you like suicide bombers on bicycles
Colder than icicles
Explode raw, we pro-war, coke snorts
Spun the fuck out sorta like Mike Tyson on Zoloft