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Morbid S**T Lyrics

from Brutality, Part 1

"Morbid S**T" is track #12 on the album Brutality, Part 1.
"Morbid S**T" is track #12 on the album Brutality, Part 1.

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Whatup you fuckin dirty bitches? Hookers, fuckin scumbags. You know I hate you
Check this shit.

(Necro)
Yo morbid shit that's the type of rap I kick
Like gettin your head cracked with a brick like some bitch cuttin off your dick
Like gettin all of your jewelry vicked
Like a Pit Bull leavin your flesh ripped morbid shit

I'm as morbid as it gets
And if there's anybody more morbid then me he's probably dead
YOu ask me why must I have to be so enthralled in bloody brawls
Glory catastrophe and blasphemy
There's nothing I can do kid I pledge allegiance
To rappin hardcore 12 now my rhymes are infecting regions
All across the earth my verbal beatings are stabbing cretins
Leaving your cerebrum bleeding stop breathing
Your shit's soft quit rappin start clappin
Slugs iny our skull when you're dead you'll drop your best album
I got a fetish for shit that makes you vomit
It's economics 1 million cats buyin my shit
Mad evil people in the world seekin lethal
Butcher knife rap illegal rap from a sadistic cat with D skills
Droppin gothic put the glock clip inside the shit and pop it
For every cat thats locked kid

Yo morbid shit that's the type of rap I kick
Like gettin your head cracked with a brick like some bitch cuttin off your dick
Like gettin all of your jewelry vicked
Like a Pit Bull leavin your flesh ripped morbid shit

I outshine you by bein myself and I'm about to grind you
Into pieces and start pleadin for help Jesus
Lookin for death it could be found behind you
ITs easy to help leavin ya held around your spine legions are felt
About time you bleed for your wealth my persisting gore
Leave you insecure for instance my raps please a whore Turning hip hop into all
Keep your distance there's no more prep when bullets collide into your jaw
Then you fall right to the floor
I display charming grace beautiful garments laced
Just to cater exotic taste
All a cover up for my verbal vomit in disgrace
SAdistic verbatim demonic waste imbolical blades

Yo morbid shit that's the type of rap I kick
Like gettin your head cracked with a brick like some bitch cuttin off your dick
Like gettin all of your jewelry vicked
Like a Pit Bull leavin your flesh ripped morbid shit

Psycho+Logical fuckin bitces. Rapin your brain. Necro. Master of machal

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