Evil Shit lyrics

Artist  : Necro 
Song : Evil Shit
 
This beat's some evil shit to inspire you to start
a fire

Do something illegal, only thing you require is a
wire to strangle someone

Let out your anger, stop buildin up, you're
filled up with pain and anguish

Kid do you understand my insane language?

Sensus(?), violence, psychology, apprentinces of
sickness learnin the art of ballin(?) and robbery
with demented insctincts

Cemented in your mental is the exceptional fact
that feeling sentimental for humans is
detremental

I'm experimental in the ways of murderin you
hurbs and turds with absurd words and verbs

Would you have perfered being lured into a
crucifixed scenerio, were you're eaten by birds?
Bein perserio(?)

Who's(?) convicted, describing good
descriptions

Perscribing murder through scribes, and desicrate
the bible's vibes

Maggots crawling on this page as I write this
rap

It's amazing, appalling, I think Satan's calling.
I might snap



[Chorus X2]

Rap, stab, flesh, puke, slip and grab your
neck

Bludgeon you bloody you buddy, you stupid? What's
after death?

Psychological with the demonic pull, reelin you
in dis 'n peelin your skin like a psychotic
bull



God won't protect your existence, so I dont
respect your religion

Visually you reflect a pidgeon, this'll be
disected by traffic

Graphic violence the science of a bloodbath is
mathematic multiplying of catostrophic dying of
vinyll plastic

Or a CD, massive(?), you can't answer whether I'm
making sense or not or imitating Manson

Preaching the end of God is my mantra. Enter the
pod, take a trip into the nucleus of gore where
the center is scarred

You'll catch a barbarian beating by convicted
thugs

Left in the sanitary, I'm eating perscription
drugs

Force me to brutalize, demonstrate to you how I
utilize a butcher knife to computerize your flesh
pixelate you

Triple 6 degrade you. You can't quarentine the
therpeutic thorazine for ever putrid horror
scenes

That sick cleverly secluded in the origin of this
cerebrum deep-rooted info for the corroner
team



[Chorus X2]

Rap, stab, flesh, puke, slip and grab your
neck

Bludgeon you bloody you buddy, you stupid? What's
after death?

Psychological with the demonic pull, reelin you
in dis 'n peelin your skin like a psychotic bull