Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Beautiful Music For You To Die To, artist - Necro. Album song The Pre-Fix For Death, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 20.09.2004
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Psycho + Logical, Psycho+Logical
Song language: English
Beautiful Music For You To Die To |
Ya dead kid, now ya just meat for preperation |
Ya brain smeared all over the street like defecation |
Pull a gun out on a star |
Ya ain’t to famous on Hollywood boulevard |
Ya get run over by a car |
Big saws the size of the teeth of Jaws |
Chop you into jig saws, pop you with a sig saw |
Starin at death like a 9−11 jump |
Or Anti-Christ superstar |
Drop the spine of a Reverend in a dumpster |
Brutal accidents, and axes leaving dents |
In ya skull commiting access to ya mendula fragments |
A bullet rushes at ya like a pirahna to kill |
And the slug cuts clearly threw ya skull like Dahmer’s grill |
You can tell Im satanic from my evil beat selection |
Your autopsy’s like wall bounce meat section |
Kid ya didnt survive a stab to the chest |
Unfortunately medical science can’t always have success |
Ya don’t like listening to death rap, well I do There’s nothing like beautiful music for you to die to You can’t stop pain, how long will cocaine last |
A coltrain’s blast, will leave you with no brains fast |
Dont rap, stab yourself to the beat instead |
Dont impress me with your raps, impress me by being dead |
I’ll be impressed when your bleeding red |
Cause atleast you can say you done somethin I havent done yet |
Trying to be spiritual so you can get closer |
You’ll have to choke on ya blood so ya can be kosher |
Its a fact, everything I put out will come back |
Like cats, in the slums with crack, catchin’slugs in the back |
Its a cycle and nuff’humans are addicted to the thrill |
So now that your fuckin’dead, we need someone new to kill |
If I tried to stop rappin like this I couldn’t |
But if I could I wouldn’t |
Smash the door down, fuck kickin my foot in Gamble with ya life, I think ya out of luck |
Dont act rugged if ya not, cause when we bring it you’ll be fucked |
Ya safe in ya crib, with ya organs adjacent to ya ribs |
I pump with so much poison, not many more days ya live |
You look fucked, you look like you pukin’gook up It looks like the rest of ya life should suck |
When I said it, kid, ya get beheaded with a knife |
By the most sadistic mothafucka you ever met in ya life! |
Ya don’t like listening to death rap, well I do There’s nothing like beautiful music for you to die to You can’t stop pain, how long will cocaine last |
A coltrain’s blast, will leave you with no brains fast |
Dont rap, stab yourself to the beat instead |
Dont impress me with your raps, impress me by being dead |
I’ll be impressed when your bleeding red |
Cause atleast you can say you done somethin I havent done yet |
It’s beautiful |
It’s beautiful to demons |
Death is only cause you fear it, it’s beautiful to demons |
Stop the pushin, pullin, and screamin |
Its beautiful |
Stop the pushin, pullin, and screamin |
death is ugly cause you fear it, it’s beautiful to demons |