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I'll fuck you upGo ask about me [N]We're legendarySo kid don't doubt me [Y]Brooklyn to L.E.SItchin to smack ya [H]New York CityBelligerent Gangsters [C]The most savage rapper to ravage ya clickClapping ya cabbage quickDemolish, polish the gun off, get One off in ya back when you jet, tried to run offCaught you, put you in a mortuary, unfortunately for you, you get buriedSepulturaed, I rep the purist Putrid music, death rap, the new shitGround breaking, breaking you down, rapists, like Kevin Bacon get downedTruncate you, punk, hold my own kid, like a drunken monk Blindfolded.Piercing your armor, transfixion, transfusion, transport corpse in quicksandSick diction, infliction, conviction, cryptic encryption, rip shit.Uncontrollably, my goal will be to put a gun hole in your globe, you'll fold easily.A pugilistUsing my fist to bruise you up, kid if you insist, the brutalistLetras de cancionesI'll fuck you upGo ask about me [N]We're legendarySo kid don't doubt me [Y]Brooklyn to L.E.SItchin to smack ya [H]New York CityBelligerent Gangsters [C]Hi me, meet the real me, a misfit with a biscuit, ya feel me?Bombard you, dissect you, carve you, let off the guard-u, connect, blow ya head offMake fragments of ya do-rag son, Necro and Flanagan, we're Cro-MagnonsBangin' like gang members, hangin' with wranglers, hard rocks like KerrangDice appendages into percentages, people shook ever since we entered the bizCurtains, a hurtin' for certain, blood squirting, alertness, advertenceNecromantic, pop you like a zantac leave you dead like Ahmet from AtlanticFrantic, tic, tic, tic, tic, tock, click, clack, glock - popStreet justice,Squeezing musketsKeep it gully like Ceaser Agustus.Never compromise, stomp the competition into submission, I'm on the riseI'll fuck you upGo ask about me [N]We're legendarySo kid don't doubt me [Y]Brooklyn to L.E.SItchin to smack ya [H]New York CityBelligerent Gangsters [C] From Letras Mania