| One time for sharp cats, killing so biblical
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| There’s two ghettos, one in the mind, the other physical
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| The big sleep, put you in line with thugs spiritual
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| From pyramids to projects, sex and drug criminals
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| Spit the hype shit, bloody knife shit, I break out with six pound rounds,
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| hundred miles running like I’m a flight risk
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| Facing the judge for lacing drugs, base in the chlorine
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| Making the news, channel two, rocking the Venom long sleeve
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| Media bugs, fed her three pills and it was all hugs
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| Subpeonas popping, knocking Henny back until we all buzzed
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| A new religion, peep the screen play, I play the stoned villain
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| I stay strapped like its holy to filling
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| Another slab of shit talk, another king of New York
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| Another bag smoked, Uncle Howie do the Crip Walk
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| We’re being watched, I know it’s old news, I’m thinking it too
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| Even my shrink said I’m OK, I guess he’s in on it too
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| Lucky stiff, I was rocking ice down on my bris
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| Pumping shit out of Canarsie delis, jelly and fish
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| Used to pull gats with cops on it, now the block want it
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| Non-Phixion, we the reason you rhyme and survive on it
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| Dump in your mouth, we bare back pumping your spouse
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| I never pull out, there’s no disease of cancer of mouth
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| The most anticipated with the shortest lifespan
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| With enough quotes of coke, I got Andy Dick as a hype man
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| I’m a known cannibal, my freezer stink like it’s broke
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| And worse than Jeffery, the preference for Vietnamese folks
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| You like big pussy knocked off and left in the street
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| Cracking dutches in your casket where they bury the weak
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| I got a black six with rims that cost more than your crib
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| I got a black bitch with chrome nipples, stories I live
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| Ready dipped blunts, heavy metal pumping through chumps
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| I keep a gully like I’m having an old friend for lunch |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Big Sleep, artist - Necro. Album song Brutality Part 1, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп