The Most Sadistic - текст песни
The Most Sadistic
Necro speaking:{yoyoyocheck this shit bitch
For all you slime bucketsall over the landpeep it}
[necro]
YoI’m dancin on your grave like borishnikov
I’ll rip you off
Leave you in the desert ’til the voltures strip your corpse
Then rape your fuckin’ wifeuntil my dick is soft
’til the flesh is pealin’ off
I’m a devil consealed in cloth
Walkwalk or get stabbed with a fork
You got a hole in your stomach
Yo plug it up with a corkyou dork
Lots of blood lossred cross
Couldn’t help your dead boss cut his head off
Brutalsadisticthe only way
I’ll be rememberedafter I’m dismemebered
And my bones decaya rap legend
To the aggressionary session
My invention of tention and powerful progression
It’s timefor sick rhymeslunatic lines
Hit your mind like with someones strict-nine
For all the shellclips and glocks
You step to me with a weapon
You’ll be reppin’ your clique in a box
Chorus:
The most sadisticyou think not?
You might get shotput ’em in a box
We ain’t playinwe ain’t rhymin’ for nothin’
Yo this shit is our lifeso let me tell you somethin’
If you ever diss me i’ma bring it to you
Got a crew of psychopaths that’ll stab you up too
Now say violence (violence)death (death)
Yo there ain’t nothin left to saythis shit’s fresh
[ill bill]
I’ll killyou could be my latest victim
I’ll take a shit on your brain and make you sniff it
Piss on your bitch’s tits and make you lick it
You fuckin’ maggot
You probably fucked one hundred faggots
Your a gay thug that loved jail and love gettin’ your ass whipped
Come around here actin hardcore
You never did dirtyou gonna get hurt
Pull up your pink skirt
Your pink panties’ll get your whig damaged
Go eat a dick sandwhich
I can’t stand this motherfucker
Make this bitch vanish from the planet
I’ll hit you like a ton of granite
Get your blood splattered
Face bashed inyou can’t win
I’ll stab you in the head wit shishkebab sticks
While watchin’ mob flicksnasty like armpits
When I be suckin’ on you mom’s tits
She my bitchshe on my dick
Tell that trick to stop callin’ my crib
Why’d you say she wanted to kill the bitch?
Smokin’ green clovewalkin’ around town flossin’ the free clothes
Doper than special k explodin’ in the fiend’s nose
Chorus 1x
(fades out with gatling gun sounds)
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