Lirik Lagu One For The Butcher Knife - Non Phixion
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[Chorus 2x]You can't kill me cause I'm already deadOne for the butcher knife, two for the glock
[Verse 1 - Necro]Peep my little friend his name is M-16I got the butcher knife to cut ya fuckin heart out for kicksI'm on a killin spree like a nigger named MansonRight around your grave kid is where I'll be dancinThe cha cha, you try to flex and I shot yaTen to the headAnd now your motherfuckin brain deadMad Mooney means mad clipsI got more rubber in my glock that atraficial hipsSo now your dead kid cause you fuckin bled kidEvery time I shot you in your motherfuckin head kidWhen you call my sucidal phone lineI'll tell you to blow your fuckin brains out wit a 45Blowin off ya head is somethin I provokeSo light an M-80 and shove it down your fuckin throatThe rougher, the tougher, I'm the mesiahMy rhymes are thicker than the afro of Richard PryorSo fuck, fuck, fuck, fuckIf you step up to the corpse then your goin to catch a fuck you stupid fuckCheck out the way that he grovesThen call me horney, cause I fuck anything that movesMy fucked up rhymes are sure to offend yaSo I'll drive over your body like the niggers fromToxic AvengerRip out your brain through your noseAnd when your girl comes over, I got a whole selection of dildosSo die, motherfucker, dieAnd don't ask me why +Punks+ get +Bruised up+ like So Lay Moon FryI rock a house part like I'm LyleThen I'll fuck the dead corpse to techno cause I'm a necrophileSo if you want caca, get wit disIf not, I'll bust out my dick and piss in your esaphogusI drank a looters depositMad Mooney's out like a faggot that just came out of the fuckin closet
[Chorus]
[Verse 2 - Goretex]Check one two I got clout like a morticianI got more fresh party than Donna's kitchenA lime to a lemon and lemon to a limeI rock a dead niggers skin every time I drop a rhymeThe Storm Troopers of de
[Verse 1 - Necro]Peep my little friend his name is M-16I got the butcher knife to cut ya fuckin heart out for kicksI'm on a killin spree like a nigger named MansonRight around your grave kid is where I'll be dancinThe cha cha, you try to flex and I shot yaTen to the headAnd now your motherfuckin brain deadMad Mooney means mad clipsI got more rubber in my glock that atraficial hipsSo now your dead kid cause you fuckin bled kidEvery time I shot you in your motherfuckin head kidWhen you call my sucidal phone lineI'll tell you to blow your fuckin brains out wit a 45Blowin off ya head is somethin I provokeSo light an M-80 and shove it down your fuckin throatThe rougher, the tougher, I'm the mesiahMy rhymes are thicker than the afro of Richard PryorSo fuck, fuck, fuck, fuckIf you step up to the corpse then your goin to catch a fuck you stupid fuckCheck out the way that he grovesThen call me horney, cause I fuck anything that movesMy fucked up rhymes are sure to offend yaSo I'll drive over your body like the niggers fromToxic AvengerRip out your brain through your noseAnd when your girl comes over, I got a whole selection of dildosSo die, motherfucker, dieAnd don't ask me why +Punks+ get +Bruised up+ like So Lay Moon FryI rock a house part like I'm LyleThen I'll fuck the dead corpse to techno cause I'm a necrophileSo if you want caca, get wit disIf not, I'll bust out my dick and piss in your esaphogusI drank a looters depositMad Mooney's out like a faggot that just came out of the fuckin closet
[Chorus]
[Verse 2 - Goretex]Check one two I got clout like a morticianI got more fresh party than Donna's kitchenA lime to a lemon and lemon to a limeI rock a dead niggers skin every time I drop a rhymeThe Storm Troopers of de
