"Blunt On The Topic Of The Stunt '94" lyrics

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Mmm
I gets blunt on the topic of the stunt
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I'll leave blood dripping from your anus if you diss
I never sweat
Un-sensitive I'm negative with this
I piss semen in your uterus
Bitch, you could kiss my asshole
After I've taken a shit
I approach a female roach
For digits
I stay away from petite midgets
Bitches that squint and fidget
Four eyed cunts, that smoke blunts, with bad breathe
I tie up
Bust out the whips and chains and beat the bitch to death
Your chokin' cherries get broken
Blood, drips on your lips
After one grip with the silicone and make you lick your nips
Suck on the cleavage
Choke on your titty
Your cunt's gritty
I'll punch if your ass crack or attitude is shitty
Too far for Necro
I grab your neck and squeeze and never let go
Introduce you to the nickel plated dildo
Every bitch bleeds
From the double barrel beads
If the bitch is a hooker
I'll take her to the bathroom and jux her
Rape her
Flip her
Cum on her GUESS shirt
Watch the ovum squirt
Bitches leave mentally hurt
Don't flirt, 'less your prepared for the sick
Necrophiliac embalming fluid infested dick

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That's the 1st verse
I Get Blunt on the Topic of the Stunt

Depravity on the Danube
The pregnant tube greased with cool lube
Up your ass with blood on your boob
Think twice before you say you got a man
The bloody diaphragm could be easily rammed up the clam
Vagina
Molested by the Gyna
Col-o-gist
I fuck you with the semen infested fist
I then piss the amount
The urine went down south to your stomach
Where you got hit by something that belongs to a nut case
I bust nuts on your face then laugh
Blur on your motherfuckin' calves
Holes inside your panties so I could slide in
When you not looking
And then I getting you pregnant cunt

I get blunt on the topic of the stunt
You cunt
You cunt
You cunt
You cunt

Tips tips tips tips tips tips, I made Mary Jo, give me a blow with her crooked lips
Tips tips tips tips tips tips, I made Mary Jo, give me a blow with her crooked lips

Billy do you wanna get on?
Billy do you wanna get on?

Cunt!
I get blunt on the topic of the stunt
I get blunt!

I'll BILL!
That's the fuckin' name
Knives stuck in your vein
Rip out your brain
What the fuck's up my young buck
Razor rugged, buggin', pimpin', sick...
If I'mma die in a thirst I drink my own fuckin' piss
I twist my fuckin' bitch, I beat the pussy just some hooker bitch
I love the fucker tryna jix with baseball bats
The mothafuckin' nigga struggle when I pull out the gat
In months I break in and sodomize the secretaries, I'm very scary
My balls they glue is just too fuckin' hairy
Bedtime fairy but no matter what, it's still spills the same when I stuck the power drill into your fuckin' brain
It's stained in blood, sweat and semen
The demons are callin' my name, Mr. Ill fuckin' BILL kill murder kill criminally
Hyperactive, when a cracker gets scarred off the gutter glue and set up for the funeral services
When I murder bitches I gets wicked, I'm a sicko quick to loose the biscuit but when tryna press it to the disquette
Mothafuckin' casket, drop the faggots into caskets, when I bust the burn it blasts the chick
Drop the bombs dead, drop them off the fuckin' roof, then the fuckin' boot, then the fuckin' credit cause a loop!
Flippin', sickin', fuckin' dig a bitch, dick her, in the fuckin' ditch!
Took her, fuckin' jux her, in the fuckin' ass crack, chillin' with the Necrophiliac
Crazy rugged, buggin', flippin', FOUL, cut the fuckin' style leavin' bodies in a pile!
'94, with the fuckin' chainsaw, I'm raw with' the gore, you know you want more, whore!

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I'm a fucked up retarded
Nigga with my ear on my cheeks
I do Master!, mother my car
Blood Sucking Freak
Necro sticks his dick in the wall socket
I'm at the central booking with a shank in my pocket
I'm sick like Riker's Island
Like Tipper I'm in to gore
Security at a store packing a two by four
On flesh I gnaw
Body parts I saw
A victim of the law
I'm immature
On your dead grave I swore
Die die die die die die
Play Russian Roulette and put a fuckin' bullet in your eye
Don't ask why
Cause you don't wanna know the half
Take Necrophiliac in prison cells
The most underground rap
I'm not even a writer
Check out the infamous fame
You don't know shit
If you don't know the meaning of my name
Necrophiliac fucks the dead
Bucks the head with 45 colts
In the brain of corrupt adults
And Necro catapults
Bombs from castles
I'm not into hassles
I put petroleum jelly on assholes
I use knives for dildos every bitch bleeds
From the motherfuckin' horno porno beads!

I get blunt on the topic of the stunt
You cunt
You cunt
You cunt
You cunt

Tips tips tips tips tips tips tips, tips tips tips tips tips tips tips, Mary Jo likes to blow with her crooked lips!
Mary Jo don't know I'll put a bullet in fuckin' Joe, I put Joe-I'll put a bullet in Mary Joe!
I fuck Amy Fisher, that hoe, Zaza, Yaza, I fuck that porno bitch Aza
You know the flavor with that, pornographic make it the fuckin' pornographic fact!
I'm gonna kill it, pick the fuckin' izm and then I skill it, skill it, kill it, drill it, bill it, bill it, top bill it, top bill it, top Ill BILL it
You know the Necro and Ill BILL can top Ill BILL it, 'cause we're Ill like that when we skill it, as if it was izm, so I'm bust this shit with the psych practic organism