| Unload the burner from a tower, holding The Source Power
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| 30 for ransom, I’ll murder one every hour
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| Raps a disaster full a retards in leotards tryin' a be hard
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| Only way you’ll kill shit is me dying from laughter
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| I’m a leader like Luther King
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| But the truth is
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| I’ll pull out the heater doofus and get ruthless for your bling
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| Crack your limbs with the black Timbs, stomp a bitch in
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| When it comes to Necro and G Rap, there ain’t no competition
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| Your best verse is worse then my worse verse
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| Prepare for death, rehearse in a hearse, evil like a verse reverse
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| I was nice when you was just sperm
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| Don’t doubt it, G Rap was already bout it
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| When i just turned 12 and learned how to spit, SALUTE!
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| Got no love for police undercover beast
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| Danny Glover, homo Mario Cuomo governor leech
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| You never went brraapp, your more like Borat, a whore twat
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| You might have family members that are gangster, but you’re not
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| Give you a heart attack, we hard rocks like Godsmack
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| You fronted like you hard kid but you got smacked
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| (Godfathers with the gats) Even God a get clapped
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| Aim at the heavens and blast, ridiculous
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| (We serious as a heart attack)
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| We hard rocks like Godsmack
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| You fronted like you hard kid and you (got smacked)
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| Godfathers melt the track, even the devil got bucked up
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| (Fucked up) What? |
| What? |
| (Slice, slice) Cut, cut
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| We from third world living conditions, pitchin and gun clickin
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| Play hide and seek in the streets, where they slump kids in
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| Some tongues spittin the truth y’all niggas front
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| Spittin barrel to your fuckin eardrum, hear the slums written
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| War tour a Queens the shit like Fallujah kid
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| Ruger Six, Smith & Wesson, lessons u’ll lose ya wig
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| KGR and Necro we comin' through this bitch
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| Come fly through the strip like you the shit
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| Get lost like a plane out of tower range
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| That flew through Bermuda mist
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| Walk around in the ghetto metal heavy as sewer lids
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| Beautiful view to where dope shooters and users live
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| That’s where they doublecross, crosswire, crosshair
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| Shit to have em send the Red Cross here
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| Heavy-matics, heavy traffic kid get hit tryin’a cross here
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| Cross these streets with cautious like they freezin' froze
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| Get crossed up nigga better be Croccifixio
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| Hook |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Heart Attack , by - Necro. Song from the album Once Upon a Crime, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп