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Rate Morbid LyricsArtist : Necro Song : Morbid
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My practical solution to shmucks beefin' is
sinkin' my teeth in the flesh of ya
neck like Dracula seducin' sluts
And bite a piece of flesh off, but now you could
have aids, I'd rather make you
a cadaver with blades
I write the followin' raps to you cats that bite
swallow and jack, and recite
rhymes on the mic without aknowledgin' facts
I won't be reluctant to pull out the knife tucked
in...my waste, up in the
place, leave it stuck in ya face, fuck em
I find it difficult, to not be dispicable to
minds that are typical
Fuck financial assistance, a man's existence
revolves around survival that
evolves into a hustler with substantial
buisness
My attitude is improper, like a skin popper,
stickin' a blade on the top of a
skull of an imposter
Since created at birth, I've hated the earth,
livin' in a society of anxiety
makes it worse
(chorus) Morbid, like Mordrid holdin' a chainsaw
kid ready to do a gore bid
We keep it morbid, off some more shit, get ya jaw
split with blood drippin'
outta ya forehead - repeat
Its worth while, for you to peep a verse thats
vile, you could learn something
from watching a perverted person's style
My versatile verses are like curses that give you
wild urges to worship belile
Beef with me you cant stay the same, you'll have
to change ya name, change ya
sex, rearrange ya frame
Take a plane to somewhere strange if you plan on
keepin' ya cranium containin'
ya brain
Your fuckin' dome will give in, with the turnakit
wrapped around ya, you're
underground kid, ya the artist formerly known as
livin'
You're the past like yesterday, blast ya chest
away, your positive HIV test is
gay
And stop hip hoppin, you're dick jockin', you
stick cock in ya mouth and rock
chick stockings
So die, its all about evil raps and weapons,
money and sluts, with gats
strapped by the intestines
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