Necro - MURDA YALL lyrics

[DMC] (You wanna know where i've been at ?) [DMC] I was standin' on the corner at the end of my block When I realized I was the king of the rock Its me DMC, I be superior, call all you other MC's non-ferior I be the baller and the player on your favorite team See my cup runnin' over, overflown with cream I was born to be the king of this hip-hop thing With my big black gla**es and, my fat gold chain In New York, In L.A. in the A.T.L When I talk this way they're saying im raising Hell See, before I came to try to sh** on the game ? and everything had changed, and you can never Let me make this clear, this is something for all MC's to hear You could never ever do what me and my crew did You punk a** rappers can't even think that big Dont even think about all the money I get But you need to think about how had how i hit, how hard it gets, how hard I spit Dont mess with DMC cuz' Im the ultimate [Chorus] X2 We gonna murder yall... (Mothef**er try we gon') Serve you raw... (Cannot stop my shots and we gon') Burn it all... Put your back to the wall, PUT YOUR BACK TO THE WALL (Click-CLACK) COME ON! {​Necro}​ My clique be packin' heaters Were k**ing it baby like crack attack to fetus Stompin' your f**in face, rockin a pair of black Adidas Black cadillac, black jacket, back smack you, clap you with the black ratchet Black out, blow your back out, paraplegic paratrooper, paranoid like scarface My parasite paragraphs show paranormal darkness Swing on you like Peter Parker with parkinsons Gat under my Parka brother to spark a mothef**er, barkin' like doberman Spock's neck pinch, you'll be silent like a ninja Or ill get violent at a trial, leave you blood red like a Ginger Peace to DMC, For teaching me to be an MC Now I beat you to d**h, verbally, when I feature on a track, like a creature on crack attacking the beat Immaculately, conceptually, I rep for the streets You ever step to me you'll be slapped so hard that you woken up and told you slept for a week Leave you decrepit in a creek, you crocka sh**, pig like crockett Feed you to a crocodile your sh**'s pop, you s** co*k and smile Im ghetto like choco-diles, when i embark a new style, you better respect me like Charlie Parker in Miles I've conquered this rap sh**, The Monarch to the Kingdom Of The Dead got that demonic dope sh** like colonic Hydroponic, Psycho Phaunix, Necro-Bonics, Chronic illness, Lyrical bong hit, murderous, it's psychedelic sonic [Chorus] X2 We gonna murder yall... (Mothef**er try we gon') Serve you raw... (Cannot stop my shots and we gon') Burn it all... Put your back to the wall, PUT YOUR BACK TO THE WALL (Click-CLACK) COME ON! [Necro] Itch, with the Papa 9, pop a 9 into your spine, then Jet Li. like John Hinkley Snitches, like droppin dime, drop a dimes to get less time Its sickly s** a dick G