[Radio Host] Yo can Necro get some? I wanna hear Necro I haven't heard him in a long time.. Necro...Necro! Do that sh** son: [Necro] Check it check it check it check it check it When I come through you better look out cuz my brain is sickly Kid I roll with crooks all-of-thy sell the books Of acid snitch and you'll get took out quickly Your body parts u'll be a mystery Cuz you could be left with a criminal history When sellin hits of E We drive around in stolen Camrys' The sh** we do revolves around government notes Flight coats,and female mammaries all for the family Your- family vehicle could get shang-hai'd randomly Sometimes we do it candidly, peepin for cops Sellin Mexican crops, doin drops, I do dirt with Chinks and WOPs That work in chop shops, these kids are bananas Carryin scalpels in there bandanas Always know where there man is Cuz they got programmable scanners Plus 9's and 38's n***a rockin gla**es sportin a nerdy face While murkin with dirty plates Fat like a walrus, the mary jane florist, will be lounging in Honduras As long as I watch out for that Ford Taurus You'll be low My league of flow, I'm down with eager hoes that s** dick for Figaros in Montego blow In these streets of pace and bad taste you'll get stuck like paste f*g bags with sh** around their waist I f**ed up or kid you get bucked up Off the top of my skull kid my knife and f**en dull I'm mad raw kid I'll rip apart your tits Get on your f**in..... knees b**h and eat my sh** kid [Radio host] Uggggghhhh disgusting, you're a dirtbag man, he's a goon [Necro] Check it, check it, keep it flowin, keep it flowin, keep it flowin We do props we do drops I do drops on the rocks drinkin props ada la ada la to check it We do drops, for true props, drinkin schnapps on the rocks Packin Glocks, and oowops, New York ain't got no true cops All I need to get loose A black deuce deuce 22 ounces of crackjuice And a female ma**euse While I'm getting played, by judges that are regal paid I think a stabbing my legal aid with an illegal blade If you're thinking of living a life that's legitimate Once you taste a bit of it, you won't even consider it Cuz existing legal has a persisting evil Twisted aftertaste that leaves you feeble Turning you into sadistic people Fast, I need this cash flow with g's Currently I wanna see wax, contracts, and currency Kids centering there lives around breaking and entering Stub from surrendering we be taking and vendering My agenda is to see some legal tender even if I must offend ya By shoving this knife into your pudendum These streets are scandalous filled with panhandlers Crime is unanimous [Voice] Yo the beat died kid [Necro] Vandals piss their money away on cannabis f** around and get cut With Ron's sword while my ex-con horde Be sippin grape Concord scoping for corrupt pigs Cuz five-0 be humorous so we peep for the numerous luminars That wanna bring doom to us What! [Voice] He's disgusting, he's a goon [Necro] Check it Necro check it check it check it Necrophiliac 1990-knives Necrophiliac 1990-knives I can't wait To castrate clever men When I chop off your dick you'll never jerk off ever again I bring pillage when I strangle CRiz in the village With cheap clothes I'm turning peepshows into creep shows I got ya b**h made Cause I had to get rich Paid another b**h slayed by my switchblade Get ready I got a machete for your f**en tushy I drink bloody marys with the blood from Jesus' mom's p**y If you don't submit to me and my fellow ex-cons I'll shove this three pound cronze up your tunnel of bronze My evil you couldn't hack it f** a crucifix You're better off walking around with Tony Iommi's leather jacket You can't see me on the DL I watch you I got a bundle of crack b**h that says I'm gonna brainwash you I'll offend your kins then toxic avenge your sins Give me your Benjamins or get cut up by pendulums What! [Voice] Necrophiliac straight from the planet...who knows