Street Veteran lyrics

Artist  : Necro 
Song : Street Veteran



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 f/ Mr. Hyde



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[Mr. Hyde]

Watch me ignite this shit, like a fiend's pipe
hit

Yo I do this for thugs leavin the righteous
split

Niggaz turn into dashers at the sight of my
blaster

You might be type quick but so my bullets run
faster

Bustin off shots, got you clutching ya knot

Try to plug up the holes, the blood is gushing
alot

Put on my brass knuckles, hit you wit a jab or
two

Now I'm sent to stab a dude, turn him into magget
food

Jaggin a magazine, yeah I'll be done with it
quick

Watch me empty out clips like a son of a
bitch

No remorse in my heart, I've been rotten since
birth

Make sure I finish the job, kids I'm plottin a
hurt

I'm huntin for a skirt, if she's beautiful, drug
her

And if I'm mad ripped I got the louisville
slugger

Ken Griffey swing wit the knacks atcha face

Litter pieces of ya skull all over the place

Attack a chick, maccurate, never miss the
target

Open up ya mouth so I use my fist to clog it

Dead a for real, you betta get ya shield

Cause when I get ready to peal,shit you'll be wet
as a seal

Your fleet might be deep, but I'm rollin wit
worse thugs

Prone to burse slugs, it's on the first bug



[Necro]

We get in real fights, but I might hit you wit
steel pipes

Leave you wit flesh bites, that heal right, if I
feel spite

You dick suckin whore, bitch you ain't Chuck
Norris

Bullets travel through skulls like fuckin
explorers

Evil like the auras and correners, holding for an
object

Due process to cut ya screen like sub marine
destroyers

Punches to ya head in bunches

Your goin down like munchkins doin lunges

Rippin through stomach muscles like crunches

Like metal nunchukes, smashin ya ribs till their
soft like sponges

Coughin up a lung of blood cells

All you super guys will get pulverized

When we brawl unsupervised, your eyes are red
like trooper disguise

Like having your pupil stomped by a storm
trooper

Brutal demise, repeated pain like I'm loopin up
cries

Boxing like romans in ancient greeks, in the
middle ladys creets

For a spiked glove youll get dangerously beat

Fuck breaking through floor boards, wit war
lords

And maintain jail, hard like chain mail, and
broad swords



[Chorus: repeat 2X]

Street veteran, we crack ya head you need
excederin

Aint no fear here

Wit man steps we shreddin none

Veteran, ya gear we reddinin

When the glocks pump, you drop so hard you crack
the cetament



[Mr. Hyde]

A flourish shot, to shank you like a ceratops

Leave you wet like when the bottle of sherry pops
in ya grill

Its phat like little babies licking cock

You disgust me, like old ladies wit chicken
pocks

Evil writes, if the bitch steps outta line I'll
have to fight her

Nail the female, I'll drink ya blood like apple
cider

Wish master, pulling out my bitch blaster

Your dead and I'm breathin cause I empty clips
faster

Thugin it out, my click is obnoxious

We'll jig you wit lock picks and dig in your
pockets

Flesh text I wreck, right through your favorite
rex

Peirce flesh ya bone as words bless ya dome

I'm dip, if a teets then steal combat boots

In for a fun toot, then cold starve that
loose

Cold mersiless, hookers flirt wit this

Nine inch cock I pack just to hurt you bitch

And fuck gangsta rap cause I'll shank ya back

Its hyde hollowtips verse ya'll blanks and
caps

All lucky kids that fought me already know

Cause I left her body stinking like courtneys
sweaty hole

You steppin ta us without a weapon ta bust

We'll jack you outcha rangerover, make you trek
in the bus



[Necro]

You'll have your head handed to you, end up a
dead bandit

Slayed by the commander of brutal, you betta
understand it

We using fistacuffs and pistol snuffs

To call ya bluffs, if your full of fluff and
think your mister tough

You'll remain a peasant, pain is unpleasant

Like eating the brain of pheasant

Destroy you like crack cocaine resin

Like a trauma abortion

Bring it to you like armored horseman

Smashing you like the arms of four men

This is benly drama endorsment

A supporter of gore enforcement

Cock, brain splattered on floor cement

Seeing cattle killed is similair to men dying

On euorpean battle fields, shit is that real, I'm
not lying

You might be missing, by tradition we try to
fight a fishin

Were like weapons that move fast, like the light
in the prism

Holmes take it off, make a choice, get hit wit
bone

Breaking force in ya trachea till you can't make
a voice

Enter the prize ring know as the streets

A survive thing if you're weak and we known as
cadaver or meat



[Chorus]