Necro - Do It lyrics

[Intro from Chopper movie when Chopper shot Nevil] [Necro] Rugged like Pentridge Prison where Chopper was thuggin' Inflicting ventrical incisions on inmates With cool blades home made scissors I'll teach you how too shoot friends and influence people Happiness is warm gun, my nine represents evil The most feared underworld executioner Stab you in the neck, its a gruesome conclusion for ya A bloody nuisance and need a transfusion for ya Ma** confusion I'll blurt if you ask [?] Study this your in a pool of blood like piss Dying, you slept on me, you forgot what thuglife is Reading the crime memoirs candidly confessing to murder, arson, and torture might gladly teach you a lesson A head hunter, leaving you c*nts dead if you front With a sawn off double brarrel shot gun lead thumper If I fall, I get up holding a gat baby The opera ain't over 'til someone shoots the f**in fat lady [Hook: Chopper Read] Get in, do it, and get out blood free Walk up, bang bang, step back quick When the blood hits the floor, I'm six feet away Hit 'em hard, hit 'em fast, and get out quick Get in, do it, and get out blood free Walk up, bang bang, step back quick When the blood hits the floor, I'm six feet away Hit 'em hard, hit 'em fast, and get out quick [Necro] You're not thinking clear motherf**er you're stinking of fear You get chopped in the head or f**ing shot dead while drinking beer Don't give a f** if there's a lot of you Bust a shot at you, I got at you Paid heaps to have motherf**ers body you I'm popular, for poppin' sh** off Probably gettin' pissed off And punching you in the face properly Possibly my enemies thought I got shot But I'm walking around physically intact, and you're not I got a bullet with your name on it I don't see you dodgin' it Unless some how you get your brain armored You get whacked in this chess game, d**h game Pawns, rooks, kights, bishops, crooks Stick up through your chest frame You dumb f*gs I like to f** you dumb hags I like to laugh, drink, bet, and shoot scumbags I'm just a regular bloke goin' for broke At your jugular throat, bang it up, the blood makes you choke [Hook] [Outro: Chopper Read] "I used to sell 'em their left leg I used to say give me some money or ya see ya left leg That leg belongs to me I'll take it with me when I'm going Then I said if you want that left leg this is what its gonna cost ya Ya know and I'll pull out a gun...... and aim at their kneecap"