[Hook: Necro] Cock it back, pop it, I'm popping my Glock Cock it back, pop it, let of every single shot
[Verse 1: Necro] The system forces me to travel to court and watch my case unravel I'd rather bury your fucking judge in his gavel and gravel They wanna see my funeral Which explains triple 6's in my docent numeral These pigs wanna lock me up for a wack crime Tell me to come to court 9:30 AM - motherfucker, I sleep at that time Yo, word is born I'd like to see some victim of injustice put bombs on his back and blow up 120 Schermerhorn but not when I'm there So kick my door in, cause any warrant I got I'm ignorin' Get off my dick, pig, you're making my testicles tired Try and ajudge me for assault without using electrical wires It won't stack, it's like assault without the battery I'll inject mescaline in your anatomy if you rattle me
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[Verse 2: Kool G Rap] I'm like Carlito, but gunty These bitches want me, go suck dick on a donkey You fucking con peas [?] system crooked like the novels of Grisham Ain't worth pissin' the bums' bladder, the funds matter With some collateral lowers, corporate Adderals Written in Latin, but best to stackin' and smack [?] Enforced on the war and pathetic, they run a war and get whetted Off with your head, get a corporate flag for credit Catch a hell and yellin' for medics to satisfy a hell of a fetish Red as blood trails from the perish Military kill and bury for propaganda notes Rockefeller wrote it, they were dumb, stupid animals They base life off of that one rupid camera crew Now camouflage canners move on the slums in the sand of dooms For royal bloodliners, the fuck miners Plus luff vagina from the kind you find on Wonderama