[Verse 1: Necro]
We grew up rough too, you feeling me?


(Rabbi Holding Guns)
[Verse 2: Necro]
As a kid I used to get illegal funds
Selling drugs G like Meyer Lansky
I'm Bugsy Siegel with guns
Grew up in Brooklyn, roaches in my bed at night
We get in fight with anti-semites and hit 'em with lead pipes
If I could go back to when Jews died in Europe
I be a Rabbi holding guns bucking at the Fuhrer
Fuck a swastika my posse are sickos
We'll throw Nazi's through windows
Hitler was a homosexual cock-sucking dick-blower
Cracking skulls open till I'm blood soaked in your hemoglobin
For being racist your faces get cut up with razors
I'm like Dutch Schultz catapulting bullets I should win a Pulitzer
For the way my literature hits ya like descriptions in sinners
[?] young kipper or Russian [?] never talk Russian horror
Or you get your mouth stuffed with [?]
Brooklyn to Israel
It's Necro repping it like Arnold Rothstein the criminal