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lyr1c - necromatic cypher lyrics
intro: lyr1c
hide in the shadows, you better not find me
ghost in the wind, look right behind me
devils are looking, they’re praising me highly
better not f-cking defy me
look at the mighty, i hide in the shadows
k!lling you kindly, look for what hallows
breathe in the necromatic and feed on my secrets
verse 1: mistery
making some cuts in the rough diamond business
trachea numb just from bust lives we’ve written
laced and strung l-st, trust reliable women and men
waste drums on stun guns, revise it then be ascended
my lines like metal, they encase and exclude you
hindsight’s level, may sedate and confuse groups
buy my pretzels, way to make yourself go through a loop
lie, why settle for anything faker than truth, who knew
theoretically we own mainly everything you know
asymmetrically, we sp-wned, ta5ti came to claim the throne
you domestic in a home, i can make it so you roam
all the deviltry i show, it comes right up from the bones
incacerated for the negativity we don’t wanna be apart of anything
all the bars you say you’re finna bring, it couldn’t even come and k!ll a king
hold up i got the remedy for everything, you putting it out because you know it’s sickening
multiple encounters with the wicked beasts, pull the trigger, please, i don’t wanna breathe
verse 2: m0n5t3rrr
smiling ear to ear as if i got the cut in glasgow
spittin so much fire that my bars be making gl-ss glow
makin a phone game about the jews, and it’s called gasgo
i took some f-cking vitamins to supplement my cashflow
thot destroyers said that it’s okay for me to bash hoes
detonate an orphanage, then take the b-tches back home
maple don’t pull out, i leave my syrup in her -ssh0l-
i’m bringing a nuclear winter, so it is gonna be your last snow
stab you in the torso then infect you with some staphlo
coccus in your -ss and it blasts you with a fat flow
shot you with a gat, leave you walking dead with matt lowe
got a couple stacks of dead bodies in some chateau
dropping like a sack, b-tches wanna come and grab hold
must be an -ss-ssin cus i’m often in the shadows
my homies call me porky cus i’m always going ham, tho
and i don’t make many comments like i took out eminem, oh
verse 3: tok-mei
verse 4: deus
verse 5: splytsecond
verse 6: dvagoh
il cielo che si apre ogni nuvola si sgombra dall’etereo che si espande una tinta rosso porpora, ogni anima che stava a rivoltarsi nella tomba ora in vita si riporta come troppo alta somma
ad accettarsi dura questa arte imperitura figura temuta ogni senso di oscura quella del negromante, protendi l’orecchio nozione che imparto, perché non intendo qui rallentare
tanto entra ed esce dall’altro flow proiettile vagante
tutte le porte sull’oime non so come e in quale entrare, ma spuntate e schiaccio talpe, underground ci restate
come un codice di sblocco su un ordigno che è letale una parola un po’ fuori posto e non aspetto altro segnale
una stilettata di biro nel polso e un’hollow tip occipitale, non è una mancia, nella ferita una manciata di sale
ogni taglio preciso come una marcia militare, un attentato, idi di marzo, e più non cresci, timmy turner
verse 7: sleep lyrical
verse 8: siege-a
verse 9: kxng era
necromatic on the beat, i’m savage
with these lyrics blastin’ like an automatic
when i get to snappin’ on a lavish track, i put a body up inside a coffin/casket
quick death bringing carnage at them while i’m smokin’ beats like a cooked ham
when i get upon a mic, i put a track 6 feet. yes, i’m a crooked man
you ain’t doing nothing against the era, what it be?
everybody knowing i’m a monster on the beat
i don’t think you know it, trying to come against a g
n-gga please, get an army when you’re stepping up to me
yuh
“knowing the enemy coming to get him and hit up a n-gga, n0body bringing it better when i hit them with the lyric trigger”
necromatic cypher, got the era feeling villainous
the realest in the syndicate, i leave them in imprisonment
verse 10: lyr1c
verse 11: mc rice
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