Do It

Song

Do It

Necro · The Pre-Kill, Vol. 1 · 2012 · 1:59

Lyrics

Rugged like Pentridge Prison when Chopper was thuggin' Inflicting ventricle incisions on inmates With chrome blades, homemade scissors I'll teach ya how to shoot friends and influence people Happiness is a warm gun, my nine represents evil The most feared Underworld executioner Stab you in the neck, it's a gruesome conclusion for ya A bloody nuisance, they need a transfusion for ya Mass confusion, a blur, if you ask and choose it occurs Study this, ya lyin' in a pool of blood like piss Dyin', you slept on me, you forgot what thug life is Peep the crime memoirs, candidly confessin' To murder, arson, and torture, I'll gladly teach you a lesson A headhunter, leavin' you cunts dead if you front With a sawed off double-barrel shotgun lead thumper If I fall, I'll get up holdin' a gat, baby The opera ain't over 'til someone shoots the fuckin' fat lady Get in, do it, and get out butter free Walk up, bang, bang, step back quick When the blood hits the floor, I'm six feet away Hit 'em hard, hit 'em fast, and get out quick You're not thinkin' clear, motherfucker, you're stinkin' of fear You'll get chopped in the head or Fuckin' shot dead while drinkin' beer Don't give a fuck if there's a lot of you Bust a shot at you, I got at you Payin' G's to have motherfuckers body you I'm popular for poppin' shit off properly Gettin' pissed off and punchin' you in the face probably Possibly my enemies thought I'd get shot But I'm walkin' around physically intact and you're not I got a bullet with your name on it I don't see you dodgin' it Unless somehow you can get your brain armored You'll get whacked in this chess game, death game Pawns, rooks, knights, bishops, crooks, stick ups hit your chest frame You dumb fags, I like to fuck cute dumb hags I like to laugh, drink, bet, and shoot scumbags I'm just a regular bloke goin' for broke Got your jugular throat Bang it up, the blood makes you choke Get in, do it, and get out butter free Walk up, bang, bang, step back quick When the blood hits the floor, I'm six feet away Hit 'em hard, hit 'em fast, and get out quick

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