"The Most Sadistic" lyrics
(feat. Necro)
[Necro:]
Dancing on your grave like Baryshnikov, I'll rip you off
Leave you in the desert till the vultures strip your corpse
Then rape your fucking wife until my dick is soft
Till the flesh is peeling off, I'm a devil concealed in cloth
Walk, walk, or get stabbed with a fork
You got a hole in your stomach
So plug it up with a cork, you dork
Lots of blood loss, Red Cross
Couldn't help your dead boss, cut his head off
Brutal; sadistic - the only way
I'll be remembered after I'm dismembered
And my bones decay
A rap legend - to the aggressionary session
My inventions of tension and powerful progression
It's time - for sick rhymes, lunatic lines
Hit your mind like consuming strychnine
For all the shells, clips and Glocks
You stepping to me with a weapon
You'll be repping your clique in a box
The most sadistic, you think not?
You might get shot, put 'em in a plot
We ain't playing - We ain't rhyming for nothing
Yo this shit is our life, so lemme tell you something
If you ever diss me I'mma bring it to you
Got a crew of psychopaths that'll stab you up too
Now say violence! (violence) Death! (death)
Yo there ain't nothing left to say, this shit's fresh
[ILL Bill:]
I'll kill, you could be my latest victim
I'll take a shit on your brain and make you sniff it
Piss on your bitch's tits and make you lick it
Fucking maggot! You probably fucked a hundred faggots
You're a gay thug that love jail and love getting your ass ripped
Come around here acting hardcore, you never did dirt
You gonna get yourself hurt, pull up your pink skirt
Your pink panties, get your wig damaged
Go eat a dick sandwich, I can't stand this motherfucker
Make this bitch vanish from the planet
I'll hit you like a ton of granite
Get your blood splattered, face bashed in, you can't win
I'll stab you in the head with shish kebab sticks
While watching mob flicks, nasty like armpits
When I be sucking on your mom's tits
She's my bitch, she on my dick
Tell that trick to stop calling my crib
Why'd you say she wanted to kill the bitch?
Smoking green clove, walking around town flossing the free clothes
Doper than Special K exploding in a fiend's nose
[Necro:]
The most sadistic, you think not?
You might get shot, put 'em in a plot
We ain't playing - We ain't rhyming for nothing
Yo this shit is our life, so lemme tell you something
If you ever diss me I'mma bring it to you
Got a crew of psychopaths that'll stab you up too
Now say violence! (violence) Death! (death)
Yo there ain't nothing left to say, this shit's fresh
Dancing on your grave like Baryshnikov, I'll rip you off
Leave you in the desert till the vultures strip your corpse
Then rape your fucking wife until my dick is soft
Till the flesh is peeling off, I'm a devil concealed in cloth
Walk, walk, or get stabbed with a fork
You got a hole in your stomach
So plug it up with a cork, you dork
Lots of blood loss, Red Cross
Couldn't help your dead boss, cut his head off
Brutal; sadistic - the only way
I'll be remembered after I'm dismembered
And my bones decay
A rap legend - to the aggressionary session
My inventions of tension and powerful progression
It's time - for sick rhymes, lunatic lines
Hit your mind like consuming strychnine
For all the shells, clips and Glocks
You stepping to me with a weapon
You'll be repping your clique in a box
The most sadistic, you think not?
You might get shot, put 'em in a plot
We ain't playing - We ain't rhyming for nothing
Yo this shit is our life, so lemme tell you something
If you ever diss me I'mma bring it to you
Got a crew of psychopaths that'll stab you up too
Now say violence! (violence) Death! (death)
Yo there ain't nothing left to say, this shit's fresh
[ILL Bill:]
I'll kill, you could be my latest victim
I'll take a shit on your brain and make you sniff it
Piss on your bitch's tits and make you lick it
Fucking maggot! You probably fucked a hundred faggots
You're a gay thug that love jail and love getting your ass ripped
Come around here acting hardcore, you never did dirt
You gonna get yourself hurt, pull up your pink skirt
Your pink panties, get your wig damaged
Go eat a dick sandwich, I can't stand this motherfucker
Make this bitch vanish from the planet
I'll hit you like a ton of granite
Get your blood splattered, face bashed in, you can't win
I'll stab you in the head with shish kebab sticks
While watching mob flicks, nasty like armpits
When I be sucking on your mom's tits
She's my bitch, she on my dick
Tell that trick to stop calling my crib
Why'd you say she wanted to kill the bitch?
Smoking green clove, walking around town flossing the free clothes
Doper than Special K exploding in a fiend's nose
[Necro:]
The most sadistic, you think not?
You might get shot, put 'em in a plot
We ain't playing - We ain't rhyming for nothing
Yo this shit is our life, so lemme tell you something
If you ever diss me I'mma bring it to you
Got a crew of psychopaths that'll stab you up too
Now say violence! (violence) Death! (death)
Yo there ain't nothing left to say, this shit's fresh
