Necro - Murder Obscene lyrics

Your vital signs cease
Now it’s time you find peace
The preacher’s recital
The creature a homicidal beast
Defeats you and leaves you beaten
Down on these divine streets
My crime speech leaves ya spine weak
Rob you off ya ounces and pounds
Left ya head tissue red
Then I bounce, when your found
Your pronounced officially dead
Spontaneous, ex-con zaniest, maniac
Crack ya cranium, subcutaneous
Unsub, put you in a tub, drain your flesh
Submerge you under aqua like a submarine
Brain death bullets lodged in ya
Skull, prostate enlarged
Now ya asking "What’s Happening?"
Like Rerun and Raj
Murder tools in the garage, putting
Fools in the triage
Letting off automatics in the mirage
I’ll never get charged, squad’s impenetrable
I get hard when playing God
Super villain like General Zod

It’s a Murder Scene
Homicide detectives getting outta bed to
Work a Murder Scene
I was letting off the lead
Wifey you heard her scream
Catching head from a dead bitch
A perverted dream
Invade ya crib like a burglar
With Jergen’s cream leave you in purgatory
My story is dirty schemes
Of leaving Candice Bergen in a
Pair of burgundy jeans
Blood squirting from the seams
It’s a Murder Scene

DT’s looking for clues, sneaker shoe
Prints, snooping around your apartment
Being sneaky’s my blueprint
Exuberant, crook in the news
Driving an Uber
FUBAR your grill with a crowbar
Now a blooper on YouTube
End up killed on my list
Criminalists only need minimal
Forensic evidence
To conclude a subliminal gist
Of my actions, seminal fluid in vaginal
Pinnacle stimulus for a feminist
Swim in a bitch
Pantyhose mask on, slice through
Ya patio screen, slip a dick in ya fatty
Hoe while ya daddy-O screams
Fuck a detective’s jurisdiction
If intercepted the jury will
Find out how many
Dicks I put in chick victim’s rectums
Appreciate the trife
My knife shall abbreviate your
Life, alleviate your wife’s need for pipe
A deviant
Mischievous, sleazy, Season of the Witch
Itchy trigger
Finger bitch, squeeze it, now you seizure
Twitch

It’s a Murder Scene
Homicide detectives getting outta bed to
Work a Murder Scene
I was letting off the lead
Wifey you heard her scream
Catching head from a dead bitch
A perverted dream
Invade ya crib like a burglar
With Jergen’s cream leave you in purgatory
My story is dirty schemes
Of leaving Candice Bergen in a
Pair of burgundy jeans
Blood squirting from the seams
It’s a Murder Scene