[Verse One: Necro]   Cockroaches   Billions greeting, roaming around since Genesis   Coming out through the crevices   Infested, walls filled with termites   Bugs in the drawer, looking for food   Coming out when there's no light!   They're small, but they make humans nervous   You'll do a spastic jerk if you spot one crawling on your epidermis   If you squeamish, you're save provided,   When you sleep you keep your mouth closed, cause yo they might crawl up inside it   Uninvited, from out the Earth's core   Bugs are the only species that'll probably survive a nuclear war   And as you snore, they like to run through your door   Then explore, you won't notice when they're on your upside down floor   Schemin', he sees food and calls his boys in,   but some ain't smart enough to evade the exterminator's poison   So the pest takes it back to his nest   contacting with another insect it begins to infect the rest   A lot die, but it's only a small fraction - we can't catch 'em   'cause there's always new eggs hatchin'      [Chorus One:]   COCKROACHES!   *Cut and scratched by the DJ*   Cockroach (3X)      [Verse Two: Necro]   Cockroaches, many perceive as evil   But if you're from the projects, them niggas are like the people!   They sleep with you, eat with you, listen to beats with you   Thousands lounging in your couch form armies that reproduce   They conceive their crew, roaches got there own army   generals, colonels, lieutenant, invading tenants   Your crib becomes a big roach motel, for all sorts of bugs   Poor homes for that can't afford carpet get a free cockroach rug!   From out the cupboards, crawling into crisis   I got baby roaches inside my food cartons camouflaged as spices   Once by accident, I ate 'em with my rice kid   Cause, when you're hungry you don't think twice kid   Yo there ain't a person on Earth that never ate an insect,   Cause every food warehouse in the US they infest   I used to give roaches funeral pyres -   wrap 'em up in toilet paper still alive and light em on fire!   So watch out, they'll come to get you with militias,   throwin' poop parties up in your sink, swimming up to your dishes      [Chorus Two]   *Cut and scratched by the DJ*   Cockroach (2X)         *Whispered in the background*   Cockroaches...   Cockroaches...   Cockroaches...   Cockroaches...