| Cockroaches
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| Billions breeding, roaming around since Genesis
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| Coming out through the crevices
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| Infested, walls filled with termites
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| Bugs’ll intrude, looking for food
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| Coming out when there’s no light
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| They’re small but they make humans nervous
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| You’ll do a spastic jerk, if you spot one crawling on your epidermis
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| If you squeamish, you’re save provided
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| When you sleep you keep your mouth closed
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| 'Cause yo, they might crawl up inside it
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| Uninvited, from out the Earth’s core
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| Bugs are the only species that’ll probably survive a nuclear war
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| And as you snore, they like to run to your door, then explore
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| You won’t notice when they’re on your upside down floor
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| Scheming, he sees food and calls his boys in
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| But some ain’t smart enough to evade the exterminator’s poison
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| So the pest takes it back to his nest
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| Contacting with another insect and begins to infect the rest
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| A lot die, but it’s only a small fraction, we can’t catch 'em
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| 'Cause there’s always new eggs hatching
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| COCKROACHES!
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| Cock-a-roaches (3X)
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| Cockroaches, many perceive as evil
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| But if you’re from The Projects, them niggas are like your peoples!
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| They sleep with you, eat with you, listen and beef with you
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| Thousand lounging in your couch, some only they’ll reproduce
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| They conceive their crew, roaches got there own army:
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| Generals, colonels, lieutenant, invading tenants
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| Your crib becomes a big roach motel, for all sorts of bugs
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| Poor homes for that can’t afford copycat a free cockroach drugs
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| From out the cupboards, crawling is a crisis
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| I got baby roaches inside my food cartons, camouflaged as spices
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| Once by accident, I ate 'em with my rice, kid
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| 'Cause, when you’re hungry, you don’t think twice, kid
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| Yo, there ain’t a person on Earth that never ate an insect
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| 'Cause every food warehouse in the U.S. they infest
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| I used to give roaches funeral pyres
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| Wrap 'em up in toilet paper, still alive and light em on fire!
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| So watch out, they’ll come to get you, we’re malicious
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| No war poo parties, up in your sink, swimming up in your dishes
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| Cock-a-roaches (2X)
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| Cockroaches…
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| Cockroaches…
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| Cockroaches…
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| Cockroaches… |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cockroaches, artist - Necro. Album song I Need Drugs, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп