Portrait of a Death Rapper - Necro

Let’s get it percolatin' like the church of Satan

Or Berkowitz waiting to shred you like Kirk on Damage Incorporated

Leave you bandaged like the character

Pushead created, sedated like a dusthead, it’s Necro, i hustled and made it

Slice your face like the Nike swoosh, spittin' violent haikus

Like the Yakuza bruising you through Wushu like Bruce

My sharp box cutters make you look like Carcass covers

I’m an emperor like Marcus Aurelius, barking orders

Like Joe Clark holding a Louisville Slugger, watching you in the dark,

like narcs undercover, parked

I’m the darkest discovered, creating art grotesque like Quark Express

We’re motherfuckers that fuck mothers

Leave my cock stuffed in her crotch good

Rob you like Foxwoods, buck you like 2Pac would

In the cut like peroxide, or vodka applied on the eyes of a boxer bludgeoned

You’re a dead faggot like Rock Hudson, the portrait

(Hook x2)

His portrait hanging, face betraying, wicked gleaming, eyes of Satan

(Necro — verse 2)

You turn from pretty, to pretty gross, to shitty smelling when decomposed

Hold ya nose from comatose to a ghost

Like Glenn Close, if you look like her don’t come close

No one comes closer to being a corpse than Anna Nicole

The nature of death sneaks up on you like ATF

Take a breath, might be the last one left

If i hate you, i’ll fling you off a skyscraper

Scraped off the pavement, disintegrate ya like the laser in a light saber

You’ll hit the street like a movie dummy, you dummy

Now you’re a non-moving mummy, with a removable tummy

Snuff you like Chavez, like volcano lava, burnin' ya vena cava, you cadaver

Gore like Mario Bava

Chained and gagged, maimed and dragged

Cops zipping up the remains in a bag, the brains of a fag

Your whole physical entangled in chunks of metal like a wire, my lyrics will

mangle your Kangol