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[Necro]
Ladies and gentlemen
Tonight we present torture and sodomy
Hosted by Necrophiliac and Ill Cannibill
We got you smokin' crills
I'll make your eyeballs go back in your skull and come out your ass
I'm walkin' on hot coal and glass
I shit on the church's mass
Sacraligous I'll sever your body something prestigious
Precise cuts, I'm fascinated with women's guts
I hit your skins and I'm jerkin' off on your intestines
I'll fuck you in your ass bitch
Now you're colen and swollen
When I go bowlin'
To achieve a strike
I use the headpiece of a dyke
I swing her brains down the lane
I'm a sado masochist
One finger, two fingers, three fingers
Four fingers, FUCK IT THE WHOLE FIST
Up your asshole
Now you're ready for Ed Powers
And Rocko Sefreddi to suck my cock hoe
[Ill Bill]
I be gettin' backrubs in backrooms of S&M clubs
I'm on drugs
During sex I use anal beads and butt plugs
I'm holdin' bitches dooty holes hostage
Their sphincter keeps me warm in the winter 'cause my cocks big
It gets stuck
Bitches be getting fucked up they asshole
Open ya oven
So I can cook the dooty casserole
That's how I'm living, givin' bitches the shits
I fuck 'em between they tits, then I bust a nut on they lips
I vaccinate sockets with lip plugs like if I was to flip once
I snag body bags with dirty hags and cuts
Shooting chemicals directly into my jugular
Look around, shit's getting uglier and uglier
Spinnin' within my hyperbaric chamber
Nothin' short of a bloody rusty razor
Bake a brick that could stop my behavior
Generally and federally
Etcetera, etcetera
Executing storm troopers lie deadera
I emphasize like Emphysema
Every word I speak creeps into your blood stream like Leukemia
I instigate mutilation
Under federal investigation
Escaping police stations
[Necro]
Yah I got dead bodys covered with hay in my barn
Loud motherfuckers get their lips sown a yawn
Out the ten story window, at first I chuck you
Attach a switchblade to my dick and then I fuck you (Fuck you!)
In and out, as I cut the uterus
You'll soon be, familiar with torture if you're new to this
Leave you glued to a piss-stained wall
Take my brain out of my skull
And watch my fuckin' brain crawl
'Cause IT'S ALIVE, IT'S MOTHERFUCKIN' ALIVE
Bend over and get sodomized with the .45
Bumpin' to the beehive and get stung
I got the noose of death, so nigga come and get hung
Willingly, your rectum gets bruised
I come from the world where niggas get fuckin' abused
The realm of violent crime
Where bitches get fucked in the pussy and ass at the same time
[Chorus]
Eat shit and die
Eat shit and die
Eat shit and die
Eat shit and die
Eat shit and die
Eat shit and die
Eat shit and die
Eat shit and die
[Ill Bill]
I'm comin' out from inside the walls like asbestos
A ghost disappearing and reappearing when least most expected
I gank kids on their own
'Cause I'm a monster
I'm a monster, responsible for missing camp counselors
I'm analyzing bio-rhythms
Sleeping my victims with incisions
My sensory sees catastrophic visions
Over the image of Jehovah I burn sulpher
In retrospect I infect your innards just like an ulcer
Then twist facial be just like Rocky Dennis
When I menace it's horrendous
My bloody appetite's tremendous
Enormous
Watch the metamorphosis
Takin' snitches through orifices
Remorse is not my thoughts when I catch a corpse
The torture tactics I practice tear up your mattress
Kidnap an actress
That activates my raining plastics
[Necro]
When they made me
I was so, evil they broke the mold
Necro was cold, my fucking birth should of been controlled
If you're bold you'll get strangled with your gold
Going once !! going twice !! another fucking white slave sold
From wacking off I have compulsive tedency
From the pendency, for ruining a bitches pregnancy
Niggas can't understand my morbid biology
I bring, new, meaning to the studies of Gynacology
When I shove, razors up your cunt you'll see
All bitches that diss me wind up with fucking V.D.
When I was in my mom's cunt, my father slaughtered me
I came back from the dead, after my mom aborted me
Bloody, fetus, baby of Satan, Devil's child
Leavin' bodies on all types of motherfuckin' level piles
So girl take fuckin' caution,
'Cause if you're walkin home alone tonight
You might wind up a bitch on auction
And if I can't take you and you're concious hun,
I'll be like Ralphus, and shoot a slug into you from my blowgun
[Ill Bill]
I'm stirring in the pain in the center of your brain
Poke a path with a butcher knife
Walk down the lane
Take a stroll through the hole in your head
Stab a nigga dead
I'd like to paint the world blood red
Flippin' like OJ Simpson, the Joel Rifkin
Covered with crimson
Everywhere you look another dead shook
On the meat hook hangin'
Then I'm up in your place to spread your wife's legs for the bangin'
I love to fuck retarded chicks with wiffle ball bats
Then watch there fuckin' head go splat when I pull out the gat
I'm also into sodomizing secretaries
I'm very scary
My ice pick rips through virgin cherries
And all you goons that think you got half of what me and my brother got
You get chop chop chopped like Bobbit's cock
[Chorus]
Eat shit and die
Eat shit and die
Eat shit and die
Eat shit and die
Eat shit and die
Eat shit and die
Eat shit and die
Eat shit and DIE!!!!!
Necrophiliac nineteen ninety gore
Ill Cannibill nineteen ninety gore
Eat my shit
Eat my shit
Eat my shit
You sucking dick for crack
You sucking dick for crack
Ladies and gentlemen
Tonight we present torture and sodomy
Hosted by Necrophiliac and Ill Cannibill
We got you smokin' crills
I'll make your eyeballs go back in your skull and come out your ass
I'm walkin' on hot coal and glass
I shit on the church's mass
Sacraligous I'll sever your body something prestigious
Precise cuts, I'm fascinated with women's guts
I hit your skins and I'm jerkin' off on your intestines
I'll fuck you in your ass bitch
Now you're colen and swollen
When I go bowlin'
To achieve a strike
I use the headpiece of a dyke
I swing her brains down the lane
I'm a sado masochist
One finger, two fingers, three fingers
Four fingers, FUCK IT THE WHOLE FIST
Up your asshole
Now you're ready for Ed Powers
And Rocko Sefreddi to suck my cock hoe
[Ill Bill]
I be gettin' backrubs in backrooms of S&M clubs
I'm on drugs
During sex I use anal beads and butt plugs
I'm holdin' bitches dooty holes hostage
Their sphincter keeps me warm in the winter 'cause my cocks big
It gets stuck
Bitches be getting fucked up they asshole
Open ya oven
So I can cook the dooty casserole
That's how I'm living, givin' bitches the shits
I fuck 'em between they tits, then I bust a nut on they lips
I vaccinate sockets with lip plugs like if I was to flip once
I snag body bags with dirty hags and cuts
Shooting chemicals directly into my jugular
Look around, shit's getting uglier and uglier
Spinnin' within my hyperbaric chamber
Nothin' short of a bloody rusty razor
Bake a brick that could stop my behavior
Generally and federally
Etcetera, etcetera
Executing storm troopers lie deadera
I emphasize like Emphysema
Every word I speak creeps into your blood stream like Leukemia
I instigate mutilation
Under federal investigation
Escaping police stations
[Necro]
Yah I got dead bodys covered with hay in my barn
Loud motherfuckers get their lips sown a yawn
Out the ten story window, at first I chuck you
Attach a switchblade to my dick and then I fuck you (Fuck you!)
In and out, as I cut the uterus
You'll soon be, familiar with torture if you're new to this
Leave you glued to a piss-stained wall
Take my brain out of my skull
And watch my fuckin' brain crawl
'Cause IT'S ALIVE, IT'S MOTHERFUCKIN' ALIVE
Bend over and get sodomized with the .45
Bumpin' to the beehive and get stung
I got the noose of death, so nigga come and get hung
Willingly, your rectum gets bruised
I come from the world where niggas get fuckin' abused
The realm of violent crime
Where bitches get fucked in the pussy and ass at the same time
[Chorus]
Eat shit and die
Eat shit and die
Eat shit and die
Eat shit and die
Eat shit and die
Eat shit and die
Eat shit and die
Eat shit and die
[Ill Bill]
I'm comin' out from inside the walls like asbestos
A ghost disappearing and reappearing when least most expected
I gank kids on their own
'Cause I'm a monster
I'm a monster, responsible for missing camp counselors
I'm analyzing bio-rhythms
Sleeping my victims with incisions
My sensory sees catastrophic visions
Over the image of Jehovah I burn sulpher
In retrospect I infect your innards just like an ulcer
Then twist facial be just like Rocky Dennis
When I menace it's horrendous
My bloody appetite's tremendous
Enormous
Watch the metamorphosis
Takin' snitches through orifices
Remorse is not my thoughts when I catch a corpse
The torture tactics I practice tear up your mattress
Kidnap an actress
That activates my raining plastics
[Necro]
When they made me
I was so, evil they broke the mold
Necro was cold, my fucking birth should of been controlled
If you're bold you'll get strangled with your gold
Going once !! going twice !! another fucking white slave sold
From wacking off I have compulsive tedency
From the pendency, for ruining a bitches pregnancy
Niggas can't understand my morbid biology
I bring, new, meaning to the studies of Gynacology
When I shove, razors up your cunt you'll see
All bitches that diss me wind up with fucking V.D.
When I was in my mom's cunt, my father slaughtered me
I came back from the dead, after my mom aborted me
Bloody, fetus, baby of Satan, Devil's child
Leavin' bodies on all types of motherfuckin' level piles
So girl take fuckin' caution,
'Cause if you're walkin home alone tonight
You might wind up a bitch on auction
And if I can't take you and you're concious hun,
I'll be like Ralphus, and shoot a slug into you from my blowgun
[Ill Bill]
I'm stirring in the pain in the center of your brain
Poke a path with a butcher knife
Walk down the lane
Take a stroll through the hole in your head
Stab a nigga dead
I'd like to paint the world blood red
Flippin' like OJ Simpson, the Joel Rifkin
Covered with crimson
Everywhere you look another dead shook
On the meat hook hangin'
Then I'm up in your place to spread your wife's legs for the bangin'
I love to fuck retarded chicks with wiffle ball bats
Then watch there fuckin' head go splat when I pull out the gat
I'm also into sodomizing secretaries
I'm very scary
My ice pick rips through virgin cherries
And all you goons that think you got half of what me and my brother got
You get chop chop chopped like Bobbit's cock
[Chorus]
Eat shit and die
Eat shit and die
Eat shit and die
Eat shit and die
Eat shit and die
Eat shit and die
Eat shit and die
Eat shit and DIE!!!!!
Necrophiliac nineteen ninety gore
Ill Cannibill nineteen ninety gore
Eat my shit
Eat my shit
Eat my shit
You sucking dick for crack
You sucking dick for crack
Lyrics submitted by chemicalflame
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