The Underworld lyrics

by

Tech N9ne


[Intro: Bizarre]
Reel Wolf, underground sh*t
I guess I'm up first, right?
I'mma rap first?
Alright, let me hit this blunt right quick

[Verse 1: Bizarre]
I'm the sickest motherf*cker on this earth
That'll f*ck a transvestite, dog, or blue Smurf
Bizarre smack a b*tch quick
Then give her ass a lick while she take a sh*t
f*ck your period, f*ck your rag
Take it in your ass, just like a fag
All my fans is crazy, they love it
That's why I say f*ck it, and smack you in public
I'm rugged!

[Verse 2: Reef the Lost Cauze]
Yeah, you know me well
The Gods said that they owe me hell
I'm the outlaw Josey Wales
I make a n*gga feel spiritual like holy tales
From the bible, roll Exodus and then inhale
No one knows you, so if I kill you who’d I tell?
Half-hipster, whiney n*gga that’s a f*ckin' fail
Life without purpose, that’s a f*cking jail
Lost Cauze, when I spit it’s f*cking hell
[Verse 3: Ill Bill]
Master a dance of lesbians
Satanic majesty's equestrian
On a black steed stampeding pedestrians
'Do what thou wilt' shall be the whole of the law
I get my di*k sucked by a nun with the soul of a whore
Superstitious like a gypsy casting a death-spell
Exhale chemtrails
Strangle you with your own entrails
14th day of July innocence was averted
Ill Bill, born on the same day Billy The Kid was murdered

[Verse 4: Slaine]
It's kill or be killed
So watch out for the villain - he's ill
I'm slinging rap, swinging bats like I'm in little league still
Sniffing cocaine off a coin with Kennedy's grill
Cough from a joint while I'm crushing my enemies will
I'm a homicidal Hercules, doggie, I'm an urban myth
I swerve the whip and get my di*k sucked while on my work release
I give these rappers bad advice and a nervous twitch
Penetrate and innovate, a renegade, I murder sh*t

[Hook]
I'm a real wolf
With the Underworld clique
[Verse 5: Celph Titled]
I ain't racist just 'cause I split your head to the white meat
The missing link Yeti-Sasquatch, yeah I might be
This sh*t's real - distribute guns in the kids meal
Open the box, hold the Glock, bust a shot through the windshield
The manifestation of evil stay alive and breathing
I'm Satan's fitness trainer, exercising demons
Respect the shooter, I'll find the bast*rd
Hell, my loaded pistol is a fire hazard

[Verse 6: King Gordy]
My di*k stays hard in graveyards, you pray hard
As I make love to Adolf Hitler’s carcass
Call me a n*gga as I lick his heartless chest
I guess these skinhead Nazis wanna get retarded
Why? 'Cause I’m f*cking your leader all in his ass
Speak to him in Hebrew, f*ck the Führer until he's back, dead again
Tell the Aryans I’m burying my head right in his belly
And it’s scary 'cause I'm licking his mustache

[Verse 7: Sid]
Son of a killer, Mr. f*cking grimey
SAS 22nd regiment limey
Born in a bar with my eyes wide open
Inspired by debacles since I came out the fallopian
We don't f*ck around, got permits to carry
Everybody walks around like Dirty f*cking Harry
Don't play my town, 'cause we will f*cking bury you
Carry you to a farm, cut off your arms, chewed up by animals
[Verse 8: PMD]
On your mark, get set, ready to go
Green light, checkered flag, time to get that dough
And ayo, in the underworld I'm half-wolf and half-lycan
Swing the Excalibur, barbaric viking

[Verse 9: Sean Strange]
Vicodin, marijuana, cocaine, the Grateful Dead
Average rapper kidnapping
Be sure to make your bed
When they battle me fatality take your head
And write a rhyme with your blood
The page's painted red

[Hook]
I'm a real wolf
With the Underworld clique

[Verse 10: Apathy]
I'm the king of Castle Greyskull
My grey matter's powerful as Grey Hulk
I’m Zartan, I’m Tarzan before he went to Greystoke
My brain's broke, slang dope
And when I speak my slang's dope
You're soft as f*ck - your whole album is a gay joke
Rap's lethal, spit a sixteen at you
We'll paint the ceiling with your brains like the Sistine Chapel
I'm the cardinal of carnage, the poisonous priest
Don't bother praying to your God
There's no avoiding this beast

[Verse 11: Swifty McVay]
You ain't about that life
You a bast*rd that won't attack
I'm the type to grab a knife
And I'm stabbing you with it backwards
I'm backslapping wack ass non-rappers
Snatch the breath out of you faster than asthma without a gas mask
I lace hash, a heinous figure
Slash-murderer, I'm burning these legacy killers
Putting mo' metal in n*ggas than robotic mechanisms
Kill his woman and brag about it in prison

[Verse 12: Vinnie Paz]
Rambo-knife, show you what bloody is
You call it a dead cop, I call it a bloody pig
You think your hands nice? Money, you's a funny kid
You next to get molly-whopped like your buddy did
The Ruger Blackhawk, stick it in the dunny rib
Throw him in the f*cking bathroom like Sonny did
The biggest show in your career: like a hundred kids
The AR-15 blew off like a hundred wigs

[Verse 13: Tech N9ne]
Grim reaper to Ariel Castro, Adam Lanza, James Holmes
Flame on, no it ain't wrong when I'mma have them plans for cancer
Then land ya in the hands of tense Panthers
Damned with antlers that ram ya man Pampers
Scrams the answer, no evil understands ya
Grandeur and like you were three times the word lambda
I'll be the damper on a clan's fam's camper
Necromancer drinking vodka and Fanta with Santa

[Hook]
I'm a real wolf
With the Underworld clique
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