[Intro: NEEDLEGUTS]
Let's do this
B-b-bang—, b-bang—, b-bang—, ban—
It's NECROSOCIETY
Bang, his body droppin'
Can't see his head, I'ma stomp 'til it's splattered
I end his life 'cause it don't even matter
Fuckin' her face like she don't even matter
We hunt and kill for the fun of it
Like, gawk, gawk, she all—
Holy shi—
Hahahaha
Good, bad, I'm the guy with a gun
Stop them
They're killing everyone

[Verse 1: HXLX & tsaruicide]
Walk into the metro with the Kevlar on my chest
7.62 leave your body to rest
All of my opps got bulletproof vests
Killin' my bitch, I'm killin' yours next
Grabbin' the shotgun under my desk
I got night vision inside of my mask
Caught up a body and put it in a bag
Unload the mag, I'm makin' him lag
Bitch, I be hittin' the Galaxy Gas
Fuckin' her pussy, I'm fuckin' her ass
Bi-bitch, I'ma pull up, you shittin' yourself
I got the SPAS-12 up on the shelf
Cuttin' the bodies, I'm lovin' the smell
Dumpin' his body all the way down the well
Pourin' the acid, I'm makin' it melt
Hittin' my bitch like her dad with the belt
[Bridge: HXLX]
Lil' (Ahh) chemist when I play with these potions
Beheadin' my opps, and I got no emotions (Ahh)
Stackin' the bands, you ain't got no motion
Posted on a boat, smokin' on opium (Ahh)
Nitrate, uh, mix it with the sodium
Always the first on that fuckin' podium (Ahh)
Set you on fire with that rhodium
You disgust me, I'm feelin' odium

[Verse 2: NEEDLEGUTS]
Bang, his body droppin'
Can't see his head, I'ma stomp 'til it's splattered
I end his life 'cause it don't even matter
Fuckin' her face like she don't even matter
Gawk, gawk, she all over my dick
She neck deep, she chokin' on my dick
Got big lips, they all over my dick
She swallow everythin', my bit' never spit
MDMA (Ah, yuh), mix with the K (Ah, yuh)
Repeat every day (Ah, yuh), you cannot relate (Yuh)
MDMA (Yuh, yuh), mix with the K (Ah, yuh)
Repeat every day (Ah, yuh), you cannot relate (Bitch)

[Bridge: NEEDLEGUTS & HXLX]
Turn this shit up, twin
Turn this fuckin' shit up
Turn it up
You can't fuckin' touch me, I'm gonna make myself blow up
You be talkin' like a retard, boy, you better shut up
[Verse 3: HXLX]
Bitch, I'm pullin' out the .45 and get you shot up
Steppin' on the bouncin' betty, and you gettin' fucked up
If you got a fuckin' problem, boy, you better pull up
I'm just shootin' faster 'cause yo shit-ass gun jammed up (Ahh)
Please, don't kill me, don't shoot, help me, no

[Verse 4: HXLX & tsaruicide]
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[Outro: tsaruicide]
Fatality
IRAQ, what the fu-u-u—
Heh, okay