Correction Lyrics CIYB (Chop Into Your Body) by Necro

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When it comes to burstin' mullets I'm the first to pull it
But I'll stab you with a knife instead your life is dead
You ain't worth my bullets
I kick Pulitzer prize written sh*t dudes be bitin'
What I'm writing, but I'm always new cause' I'm full of surprises
Your fans are stupid f**ks, funny, but your music sucks
Catch you in the street and let the Ruger buck
Then let a clue get sought
When you rap it's wack, when I fart it's art
Verbal darts, machete sharp cut your body apart (slice)
My Brooklyn music's freshly baked, cook your flesh like steak
Leave you beatin' cretin, Casino, Joe Pеsci fate
I could shoot you and leave a hеll of a hole
In your skull or choose to electrocute you like the telephone poles
Scarred faces carved with razors, starvation
Torture you then repeat, reincarnation
Eat your food you're the main course
Veins dangle and bangin' I'll leave your brains hangin' out
Like Main Source

If I lend you money homie and you still owe me
Somebody's getting killed
I'll cut off your b*t*hes head and make her blow me
Knock out her teeth and dome me
You don't know the meaning of beef
Until you feel the grief of a dead crony
No love like Monie
Old school like Joanie and Chachi
Fonzarelli and Potsie, suck a c*ck G
Dialin' 9-1-1 ain't helpin' better dial 6-6-6
You get your whole sh*t split
I'm tempted by women, hot like high temperatures
But the emperor don't pay expenditures to spend time with b*t*hes
Like suckas paying percentages to suck your mammary appendages
I'd rather blend them sh*ts, swallow an extended clip
Bringing '88 back, graffiti, buck fifty's
Bubble gooses, crack sales, forty-deuce p*** flicks and Pee-wee
Buck your organs off, the cops are cordon off to slaughtered off
Aorta dripped like quarter water corpse

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