| Yo, Yeah
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| It’s the shit right here
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| It makes me wanna kill somebody
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| Turn this shit up real fuckin loud
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| Drinkin the bile out your pancreas
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| The fanciest cancerous
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| Talkin lyricist pack a shank on the hips
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| Your a Skanky bitch slit your rist clitoris if your inhibited I’ll Piss in your
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| syphilis Incubus
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| Mr. Death Dr. Demise Surgeon slice
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| You’ll die really slow if you don’t appreciate life
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| Your wack if you don’t appreciate knives
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| The way a knife slices precice it’s trife it’s a demonic device
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| The Chronic you light inhale
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| For those in jail
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| To those in beef get impaled and burried in snails
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| My brain’s charred like burnt
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| Flesh your scarred rippin your breast apart digest your heart
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| Die
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| Kid you know you can’t fuck with this
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| Don’t you know that my shit’s to sick
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| Kid you know you can’t fuck with this
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| You might get your whole fuckin head split
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| Kid you know you can’t fuck with this
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| Don’t you know that my shit’s to sick
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| Kid you know you can’t fuck with this
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| You might get your whole fuckin head split
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| You terrorize your whole click
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| Make you suck on your own tits
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| Now spit the cancer out
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| Grab a Glock call me sir manson alot
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| Blow your brains on the seats
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| Varicose veins on the streets cocaine, dust and weed
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| Kill you slowly it’s a must you bleed
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| Pop a vein in your skull from the stress
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| Feelin numb in your chest
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| Anxiety attack murder you with a variety an axe a mac a black Jack a bat crack
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| Right upside your fuckin head
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| For talkin shit about this kid you bled sadistic and red
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| My biscuit pumps lead
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| Cock it obnoxious your chopped up in boxes im toxic my Topics are gothic
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| Morbidity you can’t get rid of me
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| The reason is humidity is shit to me
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| So kill your self and write a note
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| Right before the noose wraps tight around your throat
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| Your wind pipe is choked
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| Newyork is filled with tranvestites in coats
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| Helpless wenches controlled and sacrificin goats
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| It’s death for these 2nd street
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| Derelicts reppin it sellin shit malevolent
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| Mad felons kid
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| I got three in the fam me and my man
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| Will beat you with hands
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| Leave you beneath the sand
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| Your sinkin quikly
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| Im thinkin
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| Im sickly
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| I need Medication the cadabers are getting stinky
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| Kid you know you can’t fuck with this
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| Don’t you know that my shit’s to sick
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| Kid you know you can’t fuck with this
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| You might get your whole fuckin head split
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| Kid you know you can’t fuck with this
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| Don’t you know that my shit’s to sick
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| Kid you know you can’t fuck with this
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| You might get your whole fuckin head split
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| Fuckin head split
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| Fuckin head split
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| Bitch
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| Fuckin head split |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Your Fuckin’ Head Split, artist - Necro. Album song I Need Drugs, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп