Necro, Danny Diablo - Watch Your Back lyrics

[Necro, Danny Diablo - Watch Your Back lyrics]

It's all about drugs, money, murder, sex
(yeah) crackin' skulls
Cashin' large muthafuckin' checks (Ah)
Bustin' gats killin' tracks
Necro and Diablo you better watch your back!
It's all about drugs, money, murder, sex
(yeah) crackin' skulls
Cashin' large muthafuckin' checks (Ah)
Bustin' gats killin' tracks
Necro and Diablo you better watch your back!

Sadistically sparkin' the sife
Run up on your squadron witta knife
And bring the lyrics sheet from
A Carcass album to life it's street surgery
Before you ever succeed in murderin' me
Ya meat will bleed burgundy deceit perjury
Completed beatings are delivered urgently
You shook at me ya scab
Like a woman shiverin' nervously
Unprepared, quivering pervertedly like
A nun scared
Gettin' fucked by a Satanic priest
In the blasphemous clergy
Anarchist thirsty laughin' at the
Panickin' human mannequin
Consumin' Andersson Entombed management
Slay you like Jeff Hanneman
In front of the cameraman
Bullets attack you in order by the hammer pin
Crills and porn leave you
Blood spilled and torn
We breed hate like the mother of a stillborn!
Cadavers hangin' from the wall
Mangle you all
Let's have a headbanger's brawl!

It's all about drugs, money, murder, sex
(yeah) crackin' skulls
Cashin' large muthafuckin' checks (Ah)
Bustin' gats killin' tracks
Necro and Diablo you better watch your back!
It's all about drugs, money, murder, sex
(yeah) crackin' skulls
Cashin' large muthafuckin' checks (Ah)
Bustin' gats killin' tracks
Necro and Diablo you better watch your back!

We'll leave you with a scarred head
Rollin' you up in carpet
You bitches get played like guitar frets
Buckin' you like Bernard Goetz
Like Geezer on a '63
Fender precision over percussion
There's nobody as sick as
Me end of discussion
You'll get your scalp split
'Cause you're a faggot like Halford
You Iron Cross rockin' pussies
With Mick Jagger outfit's
I grew up in a hell hole ragin' like Morello
At a certain age I stared
Pumpin' bass like Frank Bello archer Willow
Blast you with metal like Brillo
Put the pillow over your face to muffle it
When we kill you
Like Buffalo, skinned by Indians
We'll watch you suffer slow
On a trestle, cut muscle vessels
Like Russell Crowe
Playin' you like an Ibanez
Prey on you like a cyborg with dreds
Ya shit's' low quality I'm high res
I'll never settle i'd rather jig ya neck
'Cause, I'm ghetto like the Digitech
Death Metal pedal

Drugs, money, murder, sex (yeah)
Crackin' skulls
Cashin' large muthafuckin' checks (Ah)
Bustin' gats killin tracks
Necro and Diablo you better watch your back!
It's all about drugs, money, murder, sex
(yeah) crackin' skulls
Cashin' large muthafuckin' checks (Ah)
Bustin' gats killin tracks
Necro and Diablo you better watch your back!
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