The Real Reality - Necro

Cut through your flesh with sharp knives

Blast you to death, laugh in your face

I’m as trife as it gets

When I said it, leave you to pass, like archives

Forget it, you better walk that stat

When the Beretta sparks, click clack, get back

More pieces of your grill

Will be shot off, kid I keep it ill

Death rap mastery

In crib bumping, battery thumping

With anyone that has it in for me

Dump a clip o' dum-dums in a dummy

Then dump him in the dumpster

I talk so much crazy shit

There’s a chance you just might not believe me

Until I punch you in you’re fucking face kid

Face it, I’mma have to demonstrate shit

Some demented hate shit

Then some young impressionable kid’ll watch me and emulate it

The cycle of psychos never ends

Malevolence continues through venues

Ever since I got banned from knitting factory on wetlands

Hustle Like a sicko

‘Cause I got money coming to me

There’s enough of it out there for Necro to snatch 50 Mill

I won’t stop ‘til I have it

‘Cause I’m ambitious

And maliciously vicious

Enough to kill

Anyone in my way better move

We came from nothing

And now our foundation is strong

I will rep my own shit

Fuck what you do

You can’t do what I do

Gores of original so it’s on

Jabbing you or stabbing you up

Pick one, grabbing you up, quick son

Snuffed up, bucked up

You a fucking victim

Necro be the representative of Brooklyn, New York

That’s where I live

Gats to your rib

Robbing you blindly

Find me back in the crib

Chilling iller with a bitch

That’s willing and able to strip

On the table for a villain with a goal

I’m making a million before 30 years old

I keep shit real when I step

If my reputation’s at stake

No hesitation

When I break faces

Whipping out razors

Flipping out

Logical Psycho Necro

Astronomical sicko

The last of a dying breed

I’m the master of sick bastards

I’m indeed

Pump this loud till your eardrums burst

My verse comforts you like a tech during beef when ten cats step

And they get merked