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unaverage gang - necropolis lyrics

[verse 1: t.r.i.p.]

burning bodies, you alive
i do the opposite
schizo in the back
we heading down to the necropolis
three+headed cerberus, we need to see a psychologist
p+ssin’ on your grave, i fill it up like a urologist
wait, we running it back
f+cking the game up, i don’t wanna cap
summon the demon, i chop ‘em in half
coming around, and i step on the gas, uh
out the gates, we’re mistaken for the sons of satan
back in business with all y’all favorite collaboration
slugs making ‘em float
like a motherf+ckin’ poltergeist
eyes rolling back
got me feeling like the antichrist
uav causing a genocidе, if you want it
come and get it, p+ssy boy, go and cross the linе

[verse 2: schizo]

schizo’s coming back
putting nails inside the coffin
i’m caustic, malicious, like the devil
b+tch, take caution
i’m taking bodies
wrap ‘em up inside the cellophane
my mind’s f+ckin’ cuckoo
i just oopsied on some benzocaine
into pain, split your dome
ease the knife between your brain
worse than every demon
even evil can’t receive the blame
i am the apocalypse, i’m like apocalyptico
except i disembody anybody tryna seize my throne
i’m sinister, you know that
i get evil when i need to eat ya ego up
decay from the inside
then possess ya like a demon does
psychotically ironic that i talk like a psychologist
but then i flip the switch and stick it in your esophagus
[verse 3: vague]

i’mma let you know
goodbye
last thing i said while ending your life
always on the edge, what a waste of my time
blood pouring down on my f+ckin’ red eyes
shut your f+ckin’ mouth
’cause i’ll switch it out
you a loss for words
like you passed out
but that’s not the right route
calling me grave, i’ll put ‘em away
it’s not the right crowd
they building a case, not leaving a trace
find me in the shadows
and you’ll finally get a taste
wolf pack tappin’ in and grabbing your soul
i’ma find you f+ckin’ lackin’
hand you off to schizo
he’s sending a message on the skin
while he’s bashing your skull
and leave your body to rot
so that the maggots can grow, hoe

- unaverage gang lyrics

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