Текст песни Necro f Jamey Jasta - Push it to the Limit
Necro f Jamey Jasta - Push it to the Limit слова песни
[Necro]We`ll push it to the limit like a tourniquet crushin` your craniumMushin` you, murder you, burnin` you to a crisp live on uraniumMaintainin` sins like Iranians holdin` grenade pinsBlazin` your skin, stomp you with a whole parade of TimbsPut a gemstar to your flesh pa, the emperorOf demented sentences with a temper, your mentorDemonic like Skeletor, Destro, `Deceps`Criminal corrupted culprits`ll beat you to deathKeep your head up or you`ll get your head cut offYour whole life shut off with a knife, wipe the blood offMy perspective is respect this or expectTo be left With a neck full of stitched up imperfections`Cause you bitched up, in retrospective your collectiveWoulda switched up if you knew what a bunch of sick fucksWe are when we get hectic too late, drama, we all up in itGo all out, push it to the limit[Chorus 2X: Jamey Jasta]Push it to the Limit, walk along the razor`s edgeDon`t look down, just keep your head up till you`re finishedUp and up the limit, past the point of no returnReach the top, but you gotta learn how to keep it[Necro]Attack you like an evil gargoyle with swordsBurn you like radiation, leave you a charbroiled corpseWe represent every satanic element, I`m malevolentMurder you, you`re gettin` sent to where the Devil wentIf I`m wrong you could be dead rightWhen you pass you`ll be forgotten `cause I`m rotten like the websiteWe get ogrish, poisonous like a cobra`s kissDemonic, like when the last day in October hitsYou`re miserable, livin` trapped in your bedYou should be clapped in your head `cause you`d be happier deadYou little pussies get choked to death with a CotexYou`re dying little by little, every second, go check your RolexYou`re not living forever, I`ll bet youHow much you wanna put up? For the right price somebody`ll dead youNo cushion for lyrics, mushin` you if you`re timidExtreme rap, explicit, we push it to the limit[Chorus][Necro]You tremble from the brutalityMake you resemble George A. Romero character in realityBring your big posseYou`ll be a bunch of fertilized faggots, like Versace and LiberaceGet killed in a building, smashing you like Zildjiancymbals, buckin` you like Brazilian childrenWrite your will out to your attorneyAfter a weekend at Bernie`s you`ll be deceased, dead on a gurneyI rip the beat like the contours of your flesh strippedAs you stare, pump gore, it`s a tripCan`t think about food with bullets buried in your bellyBut notice bloody flesh looks like blueberry jellyYou`re repulsively corrosiveYour mother taught you not to get involved with explosivesSkull opened like Iron Maiden Eddy, kaput, finishedWanted excitement, you died for it, you pushed it to the limit[Chorus]