[Verse 1: Necro]

Keepin' it destructive, constructed rugged

Creeping on you like the Reaper, productive thuggin'

Thrown into obliteration for showin' no consideration

Finish you, reality show elimination

Death Rap architecture designer

Aggressive perfector, sick progressive rhymer

Threaten you, get to you, offend you, obscenely

See me in the streets, I'mma end you meanly

A cleavage in your grimacing grin

Sends you an instant message like MSN

Pay homage, the heroic, homicide, bondage

Combat, drama packed poet

Infection, when I kick it it's like an injection

Give you a one way ticket to the resurrection

A scarface, with a slash above the eye

Hip-Hop and Metal, I'm gonna love you 'til I die!

[Hook: Adam Jackson]

I'm keeping it real, for the streets

You know the deal, we bring that heat

You don't want drama, son, you better fall back

I'm keeping it real, for the streets

[Verse 2: Necro]

Malignant, trigger man, negative, catch you at a big event

Live segment, tear a ligament

Liquidate, kicking the sickest, syncopated

Nickel-plated rap, my innovative way

Necrosis dialogue, patriarch

My blog of hatred is dark, I rep New York

Objectionable, like correctional housing

Disrespectful, stay strong, you'll be out soon

I demoralize, bring it to y'all

Look you all in the eyes, stand tall

Brooklyn never lies, quick annihilation

My style's a human rights violation, a vile indignation

Grew up in an urban location, the projects

Herb, you better watch your verbalization

Necro, rigid, rough, digital, bridge it all

Death Rap, Metal Hip-Hop, original

[Hook: Adam Jackson]

I'm keeping it real, for the streets

You know the deal, we bring that heat

You don't want drama, son, you better fall back

I'm keeping it real, for the streets

[Outro]

Necro

Twelve Tribes

Psycho-Logical+

Shout out to Brooklyn!