No Concern - Necro

Pussy!

You should wear a dress, don’t ever stare or test

If you died tomorrow, I wouldn’t care less

I’m fearless, I dare you to step

Bring you to a near-death experience

When I tear flesh.

Serious!

Don’t speak holmes, when I hit I break cheekbones

You’re fake, decapitate off your weak dome

You don’t rep that great, I never bumped you

Lump you up, dump you out, chump you

Close the deal, injecting your neck with steel

Mechanisms, check the eyes, real recognize real

Looking for a chick that’s amazing

A bitch that’ll give you lacerations if we got altercations

The occasional brawl, Kimbo steeze

Working out, militant Rambo D’s

Jailhouse, handball, Julius Campbell line back

Men allow us on attack

What’cha gonna do, nines get clapped at you

We let the hatred burn, your life is no concern

Smack you in the mouth

Mush you in your cabbage

The shit you rap about is for pussies and faggots

You take it up your bunghole

You’re pompous and weird

My Vietnam jungle boots are for stomping queers

You’re a true fag, get out the game

Me and you are not the same

I’m a real nigga, an you’re a douchebag

So fuck you and your freedom, you fuck

You faggot fuck, pull him out the truck, beat him

You dippy motherfucker

You got the right to be killed

Kicking that faggot shit

A bullet sniped in your grill

Make your head disintegrate

Eat shit off the dinner plate

You got the freedom to get fucked in your ass by an inmate

Necro’s in the house, big up, big up

Want beef what, I’ll get jig up, jig up

Tear your whole fucking wig up, pick the Sig up

Lick the whole club up with slugs like Kiss

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