[necro]
I gotta tell you a little somethin about my dick
a little somthin about my dick, check it
craig g is on it!
craig g get off it!
politics and big dicks got craig g hectic
let me show you rappers how to rip craig g on a
record
tonight's craig's crucifxion
hope he's listenin
craig takes dicks in the ass and plays dead like nixon
who bought your record? that shit's a waste of vinyl
sing along with a schlong in your mouth
craig now that you're dead
you're fertilized and that's that
get off my sack
you're better off suckin somebody's dick for crack
you're worse than wack
you're feces, who likes you? smugs that don't know jack
the underground's got my back
check it. you ugly woman, you're a fag and queer
i'm gettin paid g's to make hits while you're tryin to revive your dead carreer
you're in a coffin, look in the mirror boy
you'll see an acne covered slut that fell off 11 years ago
[dj]
Wow! spit included
[necro]
Word is bond, keep my name out your mouth, son
{*laughter in backround*}
{*gunshots*} {*beat changes to a beat similar to "agent orange"*}
[ill bill?]
Rip that shit kid
[cage]
10/4's a mad (mumbling), aight?
[ill bill?]
Switch 'em, switch 'em
yo, alex. yo, alex
let these mad niggas know what's up.
[cage]
Uh, i walk down the street wit my gun draggin
flashin bitches my dick and pissin off police captains
stab you in your head and feet wit sticks
spin you over fire bricks, chomp all your heads
uh, groupie geritol
bringin terror to america
one bullet hits billy's face, that's my character
be on the street, you get snuffed by worm kings
pull you underground a million feet and start circling
then blast, cage peel outs, peel out folk
recruiters on your block wit the agent orange coat
from the illest cats, to the highest lamp post
gave the sickest dogs some ill tims to guard the coast
can't hear shit, i'm havin visions wit shamans
electrocute the paw mens wit a beat of almonds
would he be guardin, make shit kick, sell in the attic
kill mad tricks cause i don't know magic
i stomp tactics, wit speed bumps and then snort it
see four big trucks wit chains tryin to caught it
just a couple words for that player segment
i'll stuff your hooker wit broken glass until her belly look pregnant
piss in her mouth and light her stomach for a while
kick her in the ass while she gives birth to a cristal
since my mother named me +cris+ like +luda+
polly pansy short for fly shit i maneuver
scribble decorations since mental patients needed
turn a dominatrix into a submissing cheerleader
fight it, beat it, eat it, hit it, quit it
then i stick my fingers in the fuckin mouth of critics
it's like death to the have nots that spit tongue tie
like, uh, organize mc's need to call me jermicide
[necro]
no doubt
[cage]
jermicide
[necro]
i know you- you better of hit record, son
[cage]
got another record to throw on?
[necro]
hit record on your tape
[dj]
yeah, i do
(fade out)