Pop Ya Head Off - Necro

We tote the arms

Clip you like Jimmy Darmody or Pote

Kid, fuck your coat of arms

I’ll rip your arms from your coat

Strip your moms and cum in her throat

Flip the clip in the lams

Pop you, dip in the Hummer, then bolt

Catchin a hummer from a ratchet chick

Put the ratchet to her grill and make her suck a fat dick

Bitch if I catch anything I’m a catch a body quick

Find your clit in a box, ripped with the ox, shotty to your tits

Treat your mouth like a potty

There’s a party inside your mouth bitch, everyone’s comin

Your a hooker like Kimberly Drummond

A bimbo summoned to lick the front of my Timbos, yummy

Fucken dummy stupid ass bitch

Cupid might as well of pooped you out his asshole

Recoup the cash quick

Clap your face with clips

Pimp Gator mack to Caucasian chicks like a Blaxploitation flick

Attack like the crack, invasion back in 86' when shady cliques

Walked the streets raping chicks

Buck the lead at your residence

Treat my long nosed gat like a dildo

Make you suck it like Dead Presidents

Your a peon like Cleon

I’m a king like Leon

I go to war with anyone I get my D on

You on some faggot shit, rockin neon

I’m down to pee on, Beyonce and Rihanna, if she’s down

Cold like Freon bold enough to G on

Fuck a repercussion cause all i know is right now, we on

Anybody want beef I’ll turn in to the grim reaper bustin' you

More punching faces than partaking in discussions

You don’t know me you might be wondering if he bluffin'

See me in the streets, step, become the victim of a snuffin'

I take my rep serious like satellite

You just came home from a long bid

People respect the kid, but don’t sleep

Always someone looking to pop ya fuckin head off

The second you think shit’s sweet in ya sleep

Your six feet deep cause someone just popped ya fuckin head off

I might be a nice guy that smiles, every once in a while

But that don’t mean I won’t pop ya fuckin head off

Everybody no wiseguys

We like to joke but if provoked

We won’t hesitate to pop ya fuckin head off

Pop pop pop ya fuckin head off

Pop pop pop ya fuckin head off

Pop pop pop the fuckin lead off

Kid, drop the body off the fisherman’s wharf

Then jet off

Classic like Ofra Haza bumpin in to Gaza

Blast Uzi clips at you in King’s Plaza

Cause you’s a khaza like Joey Zasa

Turn your Maserati in to a Mazda with a shotty

Eating pasta with Gotti

In heaven while Pavarotti sings

For all the gangsters at the dinner table with bling

Kane cables, rob a brother like Cain and Abel

Cocaine fables, designer name labels, I’m Clark Gable

Pop a hole in your navel like a bagel

Who want beef?

Put the steak on the grill

Vampire dealers catch a stake in their chest plate

If they squeal