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1. _ S.t.d.
I was walking in the park, in the noon
When i saw her, she was beautiful
Like a flower in the summer, what a bummer
I wish i could talk to her, i got my nerve up
And then i started to walk to her
I said, "hello", she said, "hi"
I said, "you're so beautiful, won't you be mine?"
She was beautiful, she was beautiful
She was beautiful, oh she was beautiful
Now we're in my house, i took the pants off the wench
The fuckin' bitch had syphilis, i cracked her in the face with a wrench
Now she's on the floor, like a dirty whore, reaching for the door
I bashed her in the face some more, you fuckin' cunt
I'll teach you to disease people
She laughed at me and said, "yo, their ain't no skeez equal, to me"
Fantasia taught me everything, i'm a pro
I told her, "you won't blow no more"
She tried to get live, i tied her up, i put eight condoms on my dick
Attach razors to it, and slide right up and rip the crabs out the crack
Lubricate my cock with strychnine, just in case gonorrhea attacks
This bitch giggled as i snuffed her
She said, "you can find me everywhere, my name is std, i'll be your lover"
I went to rome and got some roman armor and some blacksmiths
Gave 'em rubber and make something elastic
A metal condom for my cock, now std is beaten for now but she'll be back up
Just a little fuckin' warning, for all you fuckin' sluts
That try to be fuckin' look beautiful, but deep down
You got a fuckin' stinkbox, a nasty stinkbox
Don't do it, don't do it
If you look beautiful, be beautiful everywhere
Don't be dirty under there
Cause this is two-thirds of the schizo, and shit could get evil like the beat
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2. _ I Need Drugs
* parody of ll cool j's "i need love"
When i come home from work
I'm fiendin' for an eight-ball
I got crack on my mind
I'm hearing cocaine call
Telling me to beep the dealer to deliver me stuff
Keep it a secret from my wife, cuz she thinks i don't use drugs
There i was, bleeding from my nose and damn
I couldn't breathe but i'm still thinking about the next gram
It's friday night and i'm not trying to leave my crib doped
I'll kill myself while the dealer's eating japanese food
I ain't got no pride, i'm buying this shit
I'm lying to myself telling the runner i'm trying to quit
It's all make believe, i pretend that i'm true
When you give me credit, i'm dodging you every chance that i get
Even if its good, i'll sniff it up in a minute
Beep you back complain that you put too much cut in it
If you fall for that and bring me a new sack
I'll be making more crazy faces than jim carrey on crack
Cuz yo i'm ripped, i owe you loot
Plus i annoy you
I deserve to be murdered, but the coke is doing it for you
I got nerve, can you put them pills on my bill
Yo i'll you we're friends and we don't even chill
I need drugs
I need drugs
Baking soda, cocaine, how sweet
I need to find me a crack pipe and i'm complete
I got these crack dealers chasing me through the cement jungle
Cuz they gave me shit to sell and yo i smoked the whole bundle
Yo i can't front - i got dope in my spleen
And i'm telling everyone at this n.a. meeting i'm thirty days clean
I won't die even with tuberculosis
I could go on forever mixing dope with my method dosage
You could find me at brighton beach or coney island
Or rikers island
My crack pipe is my violin
I play along to the police siren
My eyes squint looking for crack on the floor
Picking up breadcrumbs and lint
I don't know who i am, ask me i couldn't say
I took a chance and tried to get clean and it lasted one day
Tried to go to rehab too but couldn't get admitted
And if there's money missing from your pocketbook you know who did it
I need drugs
I need drugs
As a young teen i started with marijuana
Then graduated to coke cuz i needed something stronger
Mescaline, dust, downers, injections sensation
I love to experience a patient's medication
I smoked the drugs off the back of my hands
All i need is a hit of it and i'll create a new dance
Protect yourself, baby cover yourself up
My body swings all over once my seizure erupts
Into a frenzy, on the phone i got thirty sack
But when we meet face-to-face, i got ten dollars less
Made up my mind, i'm quittin' i'm swearing in tears
I'm not gonna get high, i'll only drink bizz
Can't sit and wait for my dealer to come provide it
Gotta party to go to and i'm the only one invited
I search the entire house for the damn white mouse
And when i finally find it, i'll sniff the whole ounce
I need drugs
I need drugs
Dealer, listen to me
When i come home from work
Fiendin' for an eight-ball
Nose candy on my mind
I've come to realize, you need me
And if you want me to keep coppin'
Give me a free piece
It's my birthday
Yesterday
Anyway
I'm gonna go sniff this
I'll beep you in an hour
I hate you
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3. _ Hoe Blow
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4. _ The Most Sadistic
Necro speaking:{yo, yo, yo, check this shit bitch,
For all you slime buckets, all over the land, peep it}
[necro]
Yo, i'm dancin on your grave like borishnikov,
I'll rip you off,
Leave you in the desert 'til the voltures strip your corpse,
Then rape your fuckin' wife, until my dick is soft
'til the flesh is pealin' off,
I'm a devil consealed in cloth,
Walk, walk or get stabbed with a fork,
You got a hole in your stomach,
Yo plug it up with a cork, you dork,
Lots of blood loss, red cross,
Couldn't help your dead boss cut his head off,
Brutal, sadistic, the only way,
I'll be remembered, after i'm dismemebered,
And my bones decay, a rap legend,
To the aggressionary session,
My invention of tention and powerful progression,
It's time, for sick rhymes, lunatic lines,
Hit your mind like with someones strict-nine,
For all the shell, clips and glocks,
You step to me with a weapon,
You'll be reppin' your clique in a box
Chorus:
The most sadistic, you think not?
You might get shot, put 'em in a box
We ain't playin, we ain't rhymin' for nothin'
Yo this shit is our life, so let me tell you somethin'
If you ever diss me i'ma bring it to you
Got a crew of psychopaths that'll stab you up too
Now say violence (violence), death (death)
Yo there ain't nothin left to say, this shit's fresh
[ill bill]
I'll kill, you could be my latest victim,
I'll take a shit on your brain and make you sniff it,
Piss on your bitch's tits and make you lick it,
You fuckin' maggot,
You probably fucked one hundred faggots,
Your a gay thug that loved jail and love gettin' your ass whipped,
Come around here actin hardcore,
You never did dirt, you gonna get hurt,
Pull up your pink skirt,
Your pink panties'll get your whig damaged,
Go eat a dick sandwhich,
I can't stand this motherfucker,
Make this bitch vanish from the planet,
I'll hit you like a ton of granite
Get your blood splattered,
Face bashed in, you can't win,
I'll stab you in the head wit shishkebab sticks,
While watchin' mob flicks, nasty like armpits
When i be suckin' on you mom's tits,
She my bitch, she on my dick,
Tell that trick to stop callin' my crib,
Why'd you say she wanted to kill the bitch?
Smokin' green clove, walkin' around town flossin' the free clothes
Doper than special k explodin' in the fiend's nose
Chorus 1x
(fades out with gatling gun sounds)
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5. _ Cockroaches
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6. _ You're Dead
[verse 1]
Ahhhhhh, necro!
Yo, the most morbid overdose off it
Like cindy crawford's baby comatose in the coffin
I'm awful, often unlawful
Crack you with a softball in your skull
Until you've lost all your memory, every morsel
Mutilate the beat, rejuvenate the street
While you duplicate, repeat
Leave you lookin like bloody lubricated meat
I've got a gun to pull
And i'm comfortable
Pumpin a full clip into the wonderful front of your skull
Your life is not refundable, stumble into the underworld
Where bigger hoes than you didn't come to your girl
Bustin off like i'm huntin for squirrels
A bullet hits you ripping your muscle like a hundred curls
And that's that, you bullshit artists
Can catch an ascap when you clap right through your knapsack backpack
Through an intruder's chest right through the flesh
Shove the knife in deep coz life is cheap
Like hookers from budapest
Chorus:
You're dead dead, you're dead dead, you're dead dead
Dead
You're dead dead, you're dead dead, you're so dead
And that's what i said
You're dead dead, you're dead dead, you're dead dead
Dead
You're dead dead, you're dead dead, you're dead dead
(so dead) that's what i said
[verse 2]
Ill bill's seen demons in back of taxi cabs
My thoughts attack me like a bad acid tab
Or a crack drag or black flag
Tales from the darkside, mandatory suicide
You and i collide, member suit and ties arrive
Driving medicated, then the thoughts within the dream accelerated
Then some other motherfucker levitated
Talkin bout some vampire shit like he's dedicated
Decapitated that fuckin faggot then i celebrated
Fuckin with me you fuckin with psychos
Gunshots and knifeholes, walk on my tightrope, you know how life goes
It's like a dice roll, i love the drama, my mind is set to kill you
Spill your blood everywhere, like the broken glass of wine
And under the path of disaster of a bastard by design the blast and i
Fuck these bitches, love the cash and cry
And we all sick, quick to torture you,
Cut off your balls and stuff em down your throat
Like you sniffed a pound of coke, you're startin to choke
Chorus
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7. _ Wnyu 89.1 X-mas Freestyle 12/23/1999
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8. _ Burn The Groove To Death (nail 'em To The...
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9. _ Wnyu 89.1 Freestyle 5/10/2000
[intro]
Yo, it's scrooge... scrooge
Scrooge is up in here...ho ho ho!!!
[chorus]
I wish you a merry crucifixion, i wish you would get a new religion
I wish you a merry crucifixion, and a crappy new year
[verse]
Jesus ain't nuttin but a corpse to me, who is he
Come over g and a pair of scrotums hangin off the tree
Choke the messiah, chop off your member
And then i'll roast your nuts over an open fire
Your jiggolo's big piccolo stick'll grow
When i'm swappin spit with a hoe under the missile toe
Yo, i'll get under this chicks clothes
You'll be one dead slob after your neck's clogged with egg nog, choke
The night before christmas, you're feelin the essence
Break in your crib, i got a posse of midgets stealin your presents
Right through the chimney, you think we're rotten
We're takin everything you got, kid down to every stinking stocking
Robbin' you in a santa suit, strippin you like a dancer's boot
Santa clause is dead, you'll die from cancer, duke
I'm dreamin of a white christmas, i sniff this 8-ball of coke
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10. _ Rugged Shit
Fucking bastards
*fucker*
I hate all of you
Thats right
Motherfuckers
Digest this shit
Fucking sluts
Check it check it - *here, here we go*
Yo, the worlds a coffin often i stay high off endorphins
Coughing up morphine cause pain is awesome you live off it
My angushing aggression
Simmers in the juices of anxious depression check your intestines
If you serious like serions
You barely sing, come on, enjoy yourself like a near death experience
I dare you to tear your skin
Get your chips clapped
By the pioneer in the field of death rap
Dress suitable you are invited to a funeral
Bash the mic in your head
Cause your raps stinks like you're dead
Like a crackhead in a ricecake bag, you think i'm nice
You telling me how i am, my man
I'll take advantage of every human i can
[hook]
Rugged shit
Thats the only way i do it
Beat you in your skull til your drippin red fluid
Rugged shit
Thats the only way i'll have it
If not i'll stab stab it, stab stab stab it
Rugged shit
Thats the only way i do it
Beat you in your skull til your drippin red fluid
Rugged shit
Thats the only way i'll kick it
If not leave me inflicted with the shit in bk?
You can catch a knife cut or buy dust or fuck a nice slut
For five bucks, i roll with five fucks that think life sucks
I'll never get hit by a attack by foes
Thats getting ?? like trying to catch a roach, now learn from the best
Before i burn the cess, light you up and fire first
Spark a phatty off your burning flesh from nervous stress
I split your brain
While you cry out "i'm hurt"
And i imply "it's a shame", i put it to the vein
Vile, like a bag lady up in a group home
Pussy looser then skin hanging from a chicken soup bone
Circulating from ghetto to ghetto to blood from
Organ to organ from sicko to skitzo
[hook]
Listen to the rugged shit
Thats the only way i do it
Beat you in your skull til your drippin red fluid
Rugged shit
Thats the only way i'll have it
If not i'll stab stab it, stab stab stab it
Rugged shit
Thats the only way i do it *only way*
Beat you in your skull til your drippin red fluid
Rugged shit
Thats the only way i'll kick it *yeah*
If not leave me inflicted with the sick-ness
Bitch
Yeah
Necro
1999
The year back with triple sixes
The year is sadistic
Let the beat stomp your skull
Let the beat stomp your skull
Let the beat stomp your skull
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11. _ Sick Of You
Yeah yo
All you bitch ass niggas
Shady mothafuckers
[chorus]
I'm sick of you
*scratching*
I'm sick of you
*scratching*
[verse 1]
I'm sick of you i need robitusin, don't make me start bustin'
You so depressed, you can't let me enjoy your minute
You make me sick, like i ate food with poison in it
You played out, you're too repetitive
Give me a sedative before my brain gets negative
And i get the fever for the flavour of a ?_shankin'_?
Right in the throat g, 'cause on your bullshit i've o'd
I've had it! you lying in the habit like a teenager in tablets
Lighting carrots and rabbits, automatics and religious fanatics
[chorus]
I'm sick of you
*scratching*
Fucking bitch
I'm sick of you
*scratching*
Pass me the ?_excedury_? before i bash your fuckin' head in
[verse 2]
I ain't feelin' you, the only thing i'm feels is an allergic reaction
Pass the medication, you got me sick like a patient
Digesting your ?_reconversation_?
Shut the fuck up 'cause i'm not patient
But i'm mental, you might catch laceration
Wanna be hard rock, stop
Play at your age, i'm sick from you pussy
?_like i fucked all y'all at age_?
My stomach feeling obscure, the only cure is a knife ending your dick
Suck and enjoy it, stop you from rapping 'cause your style's poor
[chorus]
I'm sick of you
*scratching*
I'm sick of you
*scratching*
Pass me an advil before i make you travel below some gravel
[verse 3]
I get nauseated, from a ?_d-day with a wack pay lift_?,
And crushin' six hours of lookin' at his dick can ?_balift_?
Criminal porters like a virus clinic, 'cause i'm sick
Once i'm in it, the disease called annoying grows each minute
Go get your own style, you ain't sick enough
Yo i got a headache son, 'cause you suckin' my dick to much
And that's the only way shit like you will grow up
My acid lunch, eat you up, you make you wanna throw up
[chorus]
I'm sick of you
*scratching*
I'm sick of you
*scratching*
Hand me a butt from before you fuckin' snuff it
Bitch! i'm fucking sick of you!
Fucking bitch ass motherfuckers, shady sluts!
What!
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