| Killing snakes that sidewind
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| Tripping on Jakes &Drive-Bys
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| Walk around high
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| Sniffing a Thai eighth and five lines
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| Five nines, hit you five times
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| I’ll rise from the grave seven days after I die to spit flames
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| Spit fireballs, spit volcanoes
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| Spit molotovs at popstars, exploding bombs under cop cars
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| Arms dealers that I met I bought nerve gas and laser rifles
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| They CIA they take they names from the Bible
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| Jesus specialised in chemical weapons and bio-robotics
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| Met him in Cairo he was chilling with this guy Mohammed
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| Ex-PLO Honcho, that went AWOL
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| He sold black market organs at the CIA store
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| They introduced me to they bro Moses
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| Pulled out an eightball of that Grade-A shit, and froze noses
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| Then they told me bout Ish and Isaac
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| Two brothers, one was telekinetic, the other psychic
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| They was after me, they was asking mad questions
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| Jesus tells me he suspects they were hired by the Russians
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| I always thought that they was cousins
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| Who gives a fuck? |
| fuck them faggots, when I see them I’ma buck them
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| It’s a hijacking, when I shot that pilot in the eye, laughing
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| Landed the plane by myself, the only guy standing
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| Swordfish, more than Halle Berry showing off tits
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| it’s real, Swiss bank acounts and terrorists
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| Blowing up buildings like Tyler Durden
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| My minds perverted
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| Eight women orgies, these congressmens wives are dirty
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| Extroverted like Wild Wild West strippers
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| And death lifts us, to higher levels
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| I hire devils to kill other devils
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| I the funds expensive? |
| never any troubles
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| Shoot outs because of my Uncle, Forever bubble
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| Bombed the airport, jetted in the cherry red Porsche
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| Catching head from this whore, that I met at the store
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| Jesus had the Lamborghini and that bitch from Tahiti
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| That liked to swallow ecstacy and sip some Martini
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| A disturbed past, involving all types of terrorism
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| I know how to dispense nerve gas through televisions
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| Tera Patrick and Adriana Sage
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| Undercover FBI agents that look great, and give fanastic brains
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| Adriana Gave me a platinum chain
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| A mercenary in this savage game, I Skyjacked the plane
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| Assasins get fazed, thrown in stealth planes
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| Exploding death pays, it’s gangsta
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| You fucking faggots know the next phase
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| You’ll get your dome X-rayed
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| Kidnap you like los pepes
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| 'Til the chrome Tec spray
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| You get pussy, I own sex slaves
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| It’s God’s will, fuck with me you get shot and killed
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| Chopped into pieces and stuffed in the trunk of a Bonneville
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| Globetrot, smoke pot, with bitches that so hot
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| They go to the Grammys wearing a see through dress and no bra
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| No panties, fuck with me I’ll kill your whole family
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| Cyanide now or later she choking on candy
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| I choreographed the goriest massacres
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| Bizzary to Africa
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| No story is graphic-er |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Swordfish , by - Necro. Song from the album Brutality Part 1, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп