| The most savage rapper to ravage your clique
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| Clapping your cabbage quick
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| Demolish, polish the gun off
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| Get one off in your back when you jet
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| Tried to run off
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| Caught you, put you in a mortuary
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| Unfortunately for you, you get buried
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| Sepulturaed, I rep the purist, putrid music
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| Death rap, the new shit
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| Ground breaking, breaking you down
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| Rapists, like Kevin Bacon get drowned
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| Truncate you, punk, hold my own kid
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| Like a drunken monk, blindfolded
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| Piercing your armor, transfixion, transfusion
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| Transport corpse in quicksand
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| Sick diction, infliction, conviction
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| Cryptic encryption, rip shit
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| Uncontrollably, my goal will be to put a gun hole in your globe
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| You’ll fold easily
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| A pugilist, using my fist to bruise you up
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| Kid if you insist, the brutalest
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| Hi me, meet the real me
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| A misfit with a biscuit, you feel me?
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| Bombard you, dissect you, carve you
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| Let off the guard-u, connect, blow your head off
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| Make fragments of your do-rag son
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| Necro and Flanagan, we’re Cro-Magnons
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| Banging like gang members, hanging with wranglers
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| Hard rocks like Kerrang!
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| Dice appendages into percentages
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| People shook ever since we entered the biz
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| Curtains, a hurtin' for certain
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| Blood squirting, alertness, advertence
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| Necromantic, pop you like a zantac
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| Leave you dead like Ahmet from Atlantic
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| Frantic, tic tic tic tic, tock
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| Click clack, Glock, pop
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| Street justice, squeezing muskets
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| Keep it gully like Ceaser Agustus
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| Never compromise, stomp the competition into submission, I’m on the rise |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Belligerent Gangsters , by - Necro. Song from the album Death Rap, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп