Lyrics: Zdeněk Veselý
Music: Zdeněk Veselý
Tales of a Necromancer
Satanic flows, compliment the beat with the fat sub
I made a masterpiece, so everybody: Heads up!
I'm down, 'bout to get your stupid ****ing head
chopped
I roll twenty-inch rims on my black truck
I'm faust, big bloody horns on a crackhead
Creep in the alley, it's a mother****ing REDZED
That noise, a scary spooky sound's when they get dead
I'm inhumane, I’m killing like the black death
The bones gonna chomp, it's your soul I’m exposing
I'm in the mode and I feel like I'm chosen
To kill, the doors of your life, that I'm closing
In hell, nothing comes back, only goеs in
We goin' ****ing hard tonight
We goin' wild, evеrybody dies tonight
We goin' south, everybody dead to rights
We gonna shout, goin' into afterlife
We goin' ****ing hard tonight
We goin' wild, everybody dies tonight
We goin' south, everybody dead to rights
We gonna shout, goin' into afterlife
They decompose, the smell of death is streaking by the tree blocks
Away, it doesn't I'm gon' need drugs
The ghost, lurkin' through the streets, and now I seize blood
Hooray, you know the murder ain't no weed drug
I'm a dead man, walking 20K up on my skeleton
Reppin' triple sip but I'll just dribble in my evidence
If we dance, I'ma feed that p***y to the yellow man
Symptomatic, I'ma put my bones, I'll turn that boy to cinder, man
What they sayin'? Where they went? (Where they went?)
B***h, I put a bounty on that mother****er's head (****er's head)
Everywhere I look I'm seein' people that are dead
B***h, you know I love my gang cause mother****in' **** the rest
Nine millimeter, the heater, is bustin' at your dome
Feel like Biggie, we can settle it with metal and chrome
Too many fake mother****ers, better leave me alone
I'm makin' 'em Bundy moves, I'm movin' to the top of the globe, yuh!
Gettin' the cheddar, I'm better than ever, I'm makin' em die in the pit
Get the banana, whatever beginner I battle, I'm better than it
They call me "Evil", b***h, I am, I'm the pessimist
And honestly, I cannot tell if I was meant to fit
Yeah, I'ma **** up that clip
**** on that clip, b***h, I bust up his lip
P***y, get his shit kicked
Ain't nobody want it, b***h, I'm triple, the six
Lil B***h stop spraying blood on my white tee
Hold the wound mother****er cause im mighty
Lil B***h stop spraying blood on my white tee
Hold the wound mother****er cause im mighty