Make It to the Top Freestyle - Necro

You gotta lot of respect to earn sonny

You ain’t me yet, you wack you use us like burnt money

You like a womans cunt, with syphillis around you

Put on your swimming trunks, so i can drown you

When i flip at you all starring odd

This violence is beautyfull like a roach, crawling on the floor

You insult me you’ll be screaming out help me

I’ll helping ya dap, like smoking sigarets when you both unhealthy

Shout out to the thugsnation, to all our opposition

We’re bringing competition like waterbugs racing

You can’t step to me kid shame on you!

You’re stumbled and crumbled, like theres a flame on you

Ya flesh burns up like (?), kicking the brutal truth

Torture your ears like harmonica’s

Chainsaw in the fatto, its like slaughtering cattle

When ordering in battle, i’m morbid like a shadow

People jacking me off in a curse, you can’t diss me

I dont take you seriously, like female officers

Your raps are like fabricsoffiners

So i’m forced to acid, morphine casket caughing

You end up with a wrecked face

After you’ll bucked up with a Glock

You need to rock a neckbrace for sucking so much cock

Propriating with a nun under my bed, negotiating with me

Is like always having a gun to your head

Poisoning you, spiking ya mail, you urkel lookin bitches

Stitches will circel your skull like a wheel

Your style is old like a rotted titty

Every sentence you say get mad attention a lot of pitty

During any riot involvement i dominate the scene

Like a clock ticking in a quiet appartment

Swinging (?), my movies are associated with death

Cause i’m a funeral director

Imma make it to the top, swinging at you chop, chop

Till you motherfucking drop blue bitch…

You’re.

faggot!

You will die.

We kill you.

You mother… fucker.

We blast you.

in your face.