Lyrics Trigga 4 Hire - Necro, The Godfathers

Trigga 4 Hire

Trigga for hire, criminal attire
Hoodie with the mask on given em the fire
Blood from out the jugular vein, slit it with wire
Heat your head like the bitch under the dryer
It’s ready aim soon as one of you bitches try us
It’s modern day murder, ain’t trigger for hire
Fuck Billboard Kid got hits like Shania
Buck shots to cell blocks Sphinx you get expired
Sharp shooter with a futuristic car computer
Catch a goon
Barracuda
With a biscuit harpoon
Then spark Buddah
Smart-ass get blown apart fast
End up a sarcastic bastard in a casket
Your dome in a shopping cart basket
Wrap your heart in plastic
Clap your retarded spastic
Partner blast her Dolly Parton tits
I’m cupping to masturbate
Your not relevant
The elephants in the room
I’ll make you look like the elephant man
Gelatin
Pop your melon militantly
Then catch brains from Penelope Cruz
Got her galloping on my Calico
Phallus all up in these whoores
Triple six with the ice-pick
Nice with the crime
A precise mix of Tyson
And Vincent Price in his prime
Get diced like bison you’ll see Christ
Pale white like mime
Iceman with the crossbow of Death!
Boy we catch you at the right time
Wiser than prime minister Winston Churchill
Hurt you like Virgil Earp you’ll burp blood If you chirp
Leave you deep purple
Trigga for hire, criminal attire
Hoodie with the mask on given em the fire
Blood from out the jugular vein, slit it with wire
Heat your head like the bitch under the dryer
It’s ready aim soon as one of you bitches try us
It’s modern day murder, ain’t trigger for hire
Fuck Billboard Kid got hits like shania
Buck shots to cell blocks Sphinx you get expired
Spit what bars?
Yes par, we bar-spit Escobar
Bless yall with extra bars, y’all bars lesser bars
Who would invest in yall?
Somebody S the chest a yall
Must of been Lion King next to Scar
My spit game the same level where the wild west sketches are
I send theft off at the park from where the sessions are
In to them in through there
Exit par through his Kevlar
Left a mark where he press a star
Through the whore from the rear, through her chair
To somewhere where the front desk (es) are
Through a brick wall
Then where the parked Lexus car
I wish death to y’all
Lay on tar where the sketches are
Eyes with the x’s
Mark 5 in your precious hearts
Rest hard on EMS stretcher carts
The rest of y’all should dress in bras
That’s your repertoire
Walk it up we seek territory where S the czar
Represent glory you’re Piss Pooria Estefan
I’m hard to Peel
Get your flesh a scar
Hard as a burnt shish kebab
Like Texas bar and barbecue grill
Get left with impression marks
Rappers are refresheners
You get aired out
My mob is too real
On the ironside
My iron on the side
Raw like a lion pride
Spar with two steels
Like Saving Private Ryan
Guys if you ain’t Michael Ironside
I’m a make ridin hard with two wheels
Ya feel