Brutalized - Necro

Brutalized - Necro

Альбом
DIE!
Год
2010
Язык
`English`
Длительность
195760

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Brutalized

Necro

— I've noticed a lot of boxing memorabilia.

We got some gloves over here.

Pictures everywhere.

Who’s the boxer?

— Me

— You're the boxer?

— Yeah

— You a tough guy?

— Yeah, tough enough

— Really?

What could you do?

— To you?

— Yeah

You getting brutalized!

(Verse one)

I’m a street fighter like M. Bison

I might bite you like Tyson, trife with a license

Put ice on the cut, doctors’ll be splicing it up

Rocky snuffed right to the gut

I’m a Spartan, start beef my fists will harden

You punch like a girl but you ain’t Christy Martin

You get no love, hit you with no gloves

Duff you like sure enough shove you no one’s above

My thunder and lightning, your eyes sting

No wonder you need Visine, not surprising, London Prize Ring

You felt were ill, your black belt ain’t shit

When you’re attacked in your jail cell you fainted

While you’re pumping dope in you I’m jumping rope

There’s no hope for you dope, chump, jealous lazy bum

No matter son I’m training whether it’s sunny or raining

Like Sonny I’m reigning, you Patterson

You realise when I close up your two eyes you getting brutalized

Size you up, prize fight shit, die what, you getting brutalized

Fake tough guys break and snuff no compromise, you getting brutalized

Size ain’t shit, big guys victimized too, you getting brutalized

(Verse two)

Yo I laugh at you fronters, a no-skill rider

You ain’t no ill fighter, you telegraph punches

Shots thrown from the hip your dome split open

Hemotobin, you should’ve known your shit

Defence techniques from a knuckle-bone blitz

Your knees buckle you’re weak sucker, don’t snitch

Deal with it, real with it, it’ll heal quick

Then I’ll run up on you again and bust open your shit

Twice, three times, quadruple, rip apart pupils

Kick like marsupials hard and brutal

Then watch how we get busy, you left dizzy

Left right hook where is he?

Side step and you miss me

Weapon the rugged?

for myself

Thug it, militants, weapons, our hands deadly, slug it out

You’re bugging out, drugged up, get knocked out

Your mouth plugged up with stitches, you’re ugly now

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