Song parody of
The Art of Necromancy
by Nezzy
Here's where you get creative! Use our cool song parody creator to make a totally new musical idea and lyrics for the The Art of Necromancy song by Nezzy.
Simply click on any word to get rhyming words suggestion to use instead of the original ones. You may also remove or alter entire lines if needed — when you're done save your work and share it with our community — have fun!
[Intro: NEZZY]
(damn son where'd you find this?)
(thanks for not believing in condoms dad)
(hey grandma plug yo ears)
[Verse 1: NEZZY]
Still got scars on my wrist
The universe in my palm
Yo girl know every damn word to my songs
The flow so cold I gotta rap wit a coat on
Never hit a woman just abused oxycodone
The only time my name should be in your mouth is when you talking about the greatest
Never idolize the famous
Or the wealthy
The art of necromancy
Invisibility cloak
Prefer to move stealthily
They know not to cross me
Like a free throw line
Scepter in my hand
Royalty on my mind
I was told
To praise the most high
So i’m praying to my ego
Downloaded new cheat codes
Im back on bullshit
Like im standing on fucking feces
One phone call demons spawn like ouija
The boom baptist
President of infamous
Pull up & all you’ll hear is griselda adlibs
[Verse 2: Lou From Paradise]
Just crashed the V but still got a vendetta
Shit you dropped out woulda never
Bitch i am hotter than weather
Summertime joggin in sweaters
This aint what you but shit imma just let him
Let him find out my aims to get him signed out
Fuck getting signed i wanna sign now
I used to wanna girl but i got 9 now
& i aint never wanna gun i got a 9 now
Click plow, im out
Give em something to whine bout
Yall cry babies, I aint letting life phase me
Im type crazy, thats besides the point listen
Ill up it in his face wont let the point miss him
I really do this boy listen, i never did avoid missions
I use to skate wit a yellow bitch the boy simpson
I chased her once the boy left the bitch yo boy simpin
Trynna avoid prison, snitchin, talking a lot yo boy different
[Intro: NEZZY]
(damn son where'd you find this?)
(thanks for not believing in condoms dad)
(hey grandma plug yo ears)
[Verse 1: NEZZY]
Still got scars on my wrist
The universe in my palm
Yo girl know every damn word to my songs
The flow so cold I gotta rap wit a coat on
Never hit a woman just abused oxycodone
The only time my name should be in your mouth is when you talking about the greatest
Never idolize the famous
Or the wealthy
The art of necromancy
Invisibility cloak
Prefer to move stealthily
They know not to cross me
Like a free throw line
Scepter in my hand
Royalty on my mind
I was told
To praise the most high
So i’m praying to my ego
Downloaded new cheat codes
Im back on bullshit
Like im standing on fucking feces
One phone call demons spawn like ouija
The boom baptist
President of infamous
Pull up & all you’ll hear is griselda adlibs
[Verse 2: Lou From Paradise]
Just crashed the V but still got a vendetta
Shit you dropped out woulda never
Bitch i am hotter than weather
Summertime joggin in sweaters
This aint what you but shit imma just let him
Let him find out my aims to get him signed out
Fuck getting signed i wanna sign now
I used to wanna girl but i got 9 now
& i aint never wanna gun i got a 9 now
Click plow, im out
Give em something to whine bout
Yall cry babies, I aint letting life phase me
Im type crazy, thats besides the point listen
Ill up it in his face wont let the point miss him
I really do this boy listen, i never did avoid missions
I use to skate wit a yellow bitch the boy simpson
I chased her once the boy left the bitch yo boy simpin
Trynna avoid prison, snitchin, talking a lot yo boy different
