1) Ron Raphael Braunstein (b… Read Full Bio ↴There are multiple artists named Necro;
1) Ron Raphael Braunstein (born June 7, 1976), better known by his stage-name Necro, is an American rapper from Brooklyn. He is the owner of Psycho+Logical-Records founded November 1999. He is the younger brother of rapper Ill Bill.
Necro was born in Brooklyn, New York and grew up in the Glenwood Houses, where he lived for eight years from about 6 years old to age 14, when he moved to Canarsie. Born into a Jewish family, he is the son of Israeli expatriates, with ancestry from Israel and Romania. Necro's father was a Romanian-born Israeli soldier and his mother an Orthodox baal teshuva.
He began his musical career at 11, playing in a death metal band named Injustice. He made a transition from heavy metal to hip hop. In 1988, he started rapping after being influenced by his older brother, rapper Ill Bill. Necro derived his stage-name from the Slayer song "Necrophiliac". Before that he called himself "Mad Mooney", which was a character from a Clive Barker book. He made his first demo in about 1990 and won a demo battle contest on the Stretch Armstrong and Bobbito show on WKCR-FM. In about 1993 Necro started rapping full-time and made a demo called "Do The Charles Manson". In 1995 he proceeded to rap on the Wildman Steve and DJ Riz show WBAU 90.3FM.
Necro plays a hip-hop subgenre called horrorcore. He has played rap metal and has combined rap with death metal music. Necro refers to his music as "death rap" to describe his style of ultraviolent hip hop and to distinguish himself from other genre labels created by the media. His music combines death metal beats with explicit raps about violence, death, the occult, drugs and sex.
Necro is known for releasing conceptual songs. Songs have tackled topics like the Manson murders: "Creepy Crawl" "Cockroaches", "Scalpel", "The 12 King Pimp Commandments", "Dead Body Disposal", "The Human Traffic King", "White Slavery" "I Need Drugs", "Food For Thought", "S.T.D.", picking up women ("86 Measures of Game"), cannibalism ("Human Consumption"), suicide ("You Did It"), bondage and sex games ("EdgePlay"), watersports and micturition ("Piss"), life as a pimp ("Out the Pocket"), a revenge tale ("Some Get Back (Revenge)"), and war narratives ("First Blood").
Necro is a devoted fan of the 1983 film Scarface. Necro sampled the main character from Scarface, Tony Montana, in "Cockroaches". Necro has also rapped, "I live scarface scenes" in "Gory Days", and rapped Montana's infamous quote, "you fuck with me you fucking with the best", whilst sampling the quote simultaneously in "asBESTos". Necro also took the title from "Push It to the Limit" which appeared in the film's soundtrack and used the title for his own song "Push it to the Limit". Al Pacino's work besides Scarface plays a recurrent theme throughout Necro's work. Necro's new collaboration with Kool G Rap is called The Godfathers as is the movie The Godfather that made a star of Al Pacino. In "asBESTos", Necro raps, "I'm completely rehabilitated, reinvigorated, reassimilated" which is taken directly from an Al Pacino quote in Carlito's Way.
2) Heavy Psychedelic Metal from Brazil: NECRO is a psychedelic rock band from Maceió, Brazil. The band was formed in 2009. NECRO’s music is characterized by its unique blend of psychedelic rock, which incorporates elements of heavy metal, progressive rock, and Brazilian folk music. The band’s sound is often described as ethereal, trippy, and atmospheric, with a focus on intricate guitar work, hypnotic rhythms, and haunting melodies
Keep On Driving
Necro Lyrics
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Somewhere down the road
Keep on driving
Keep on driving
Keep on driving
Keep on driving
In a pickup truck, sick bikers escapees from Rikers snickering
Kill 'em like chickens with an ice pick
Run quickly you're in a snuff flick G, feed you to a pig, your wig eaten up
No need to dig, jigged up, bleeding from your ribs like squibs
I'll eat the brains of your kids kids
Male shovanist with a 'fro shall attack and sting you like a big cobra slapped'
You get trapped in my crib, in your grill like a jig camera wicking you like a wig
Shoot you up, you're puking up uranium, blasting your mom's dukes in the cranium
Insane asylum, sanitarium off the crazy train, I'm delirium in the vein again (AAAAH!)
You're being chased through the forest, by crazy faced coroners
With an amazing taste for blood like Tyrannosaurus, you're exhausted
Cut off your clitoris
Divorce your form, your orifice, force in a fist tortured with forceps
Nauseous from horse shit
A coughing rips your torso like a corset
Jucks multiple times, like shrapnel inside a war-vet
A crooked cult rhyme, assaulting a slime with the insulting rhyme
Get cooked from a jolt of voltage through your spine
Indulging in coldness, bitterness, cruelness, ruthless, vulgarness, OGRISH
Ghoulish when the full moon hits, the ultimate focus is who won't live!
Somebody's waiting for you
Somewhere down the road
Keep on driving
Keep on driving
Keep on driving
Keep on driving
You ran out of gas on a farm road and trespassed, now you're stabbed in your ass
With broken bottles choking on crushed lipo fill up your abdomen with glass and bust rifles
I'm pulling at your organs, organizing an orchestration of gore appreciation
Deprivation, give a whore a feces facial, eat it raw defecation suffocation
You get smothered in anal, kill you like the brother of Abel
I'll make your mother my table, and shove an electrical cable in her intestinal navel
You just don't get it, you're find dead, naked, beheaded, your drowned head decapitated
And used for ???? on the sea bed, imbedded, a school of red snappers ate it then jet it
Your corpse is a grizzly work of art
Like a grizzly bear with a body part in his mouth eating like sizzla
Scissor teeth sharp like shattered mirrors in your heart by the wizard of incisions
Dead, but your nerves make you pop up like jack in a box, attack with an axe like a fox
Screaming like you're typing with CAPS LOCK on, fighting so bad your head whitening
Shoved on a meat hook, by a creep that looks like Meat Loaf
A big oaf, a mofo with a mole will [be] keeping your skull as a trophy
Skin on the sofa covered in fungus growth
Dumping you in a crawl space, I'm an off the wall nutcase
Rocking your face on my face while pumping Ace of Base
Piece by piece disgrace your fate
Somebody's waiting for you
Somewhere down the road
Keep on driving
Keep on driving
Keep on driving
Keep on driving
They're watching you, talking with walkie talkies hawking you with binoculars
The cop killers creeping like Tarantulas, the Praying Mantis and Chinchillas
You go from being innocent and fearless to careless to brutally killed
Like Todd Bridge's transition from being Willys to shacked up in a crack house with dealers
Cracking your back with a black jack til you snap, your spine fractured
Like a flashback reaction from mescaline cactus making your back twitch
Your ass backwards
Warriors, the serial killer version
Put a blade to your dome when I invade your trailer home like a military incursion
And make you drink your urine
In a deserted desert I've pleasantly murdered, your vertebra is some perverted peasants
Insert your gizzard the disgusting treasure forcing pheasant and buzzard
The mutants, molested night, on a nuclear testing site
Like Wayne Newton giving your face ceramic plates, 'til you drip blood platelets
Leave you an eunuch, self mutilation, while Willy Nelson is playing on a radio station
On vacation don't take directions from a mental patient on medication
Asphyxiation fixated on hatred
Don't befriend a stranger
They got hidden agendas
Rocking suspenders
To leave your appendix
Chopped in a blender!
Somebody's waiting for you
Somewhere down the road
Keep on driving
Keep on driving
Keep on driving
Keep on driving
Someone will be there
Someone will be there
The lyrics of Necro's song "Keep On Driving" paint a gruesome and terrifying picture of a nightmarish world. The repeated refrain of "somebody's waiting for you, somewhere down the road, keep on driving" creates a sense of impending doom, as though the listener is being chased or hunted. The lyrics describe a range of violent and disturbing situations, from hitchhikers being tricked and murdered by hicks with pitchforks, to people being cut off at the clitoris and forced to eat raw feces. The song paints a world where serial killers and other dangerous individuals lurk around every corner, ready to attack at a moment's notice.
The verses of the song each describe a different violent scenario, with each one becoming increasingly graphic and unsettling. The first verse describes a group of bikers and escaped prisoners who take pleasure in killing their victims with ice picks and feeding them to pigs. The second verse describes a chase through the forest by coroners with a "taste for blood", and the third verse describes a serial killer invading a trailer home and making the occupants drink their own urine. The tone of the song is unrelentingly dark and violent, leaving the listener with a sense of dread and unease.
Line by Line Meaning
Somebody's waiting for you
There's someone waiting for the listener somewhere ahead
Somewhere down the road
The waiting person is ahead on the listener's journey
Keep on driving
Despite what's happening and what's ahead, the listener should keep driving
In a pickup truck, sick bikers escapees from Rikers snickering
Painting a picture of a grotesque scene with disturbing characters in a pickup truck
Hicks with pitchforks picking up hitchhikers and tricking 'em, we likes it
Further emphasizing the grotesqueness of the scene and the disturbing nature of those in the truck
Kill 'em like chickens with an ice pick
Describing the brutality of the characters in the truck
Run quickly you're in a snuff flick G, feed you to a pig, your wig eaten up
Imploring the listener to flee as what's happening to them is like a snuff film, and to be eaten by pigs
No need to dig, jigged up, bleeding from your ribs like squibs
Describing the grisly details of what's happening to the listener
I'll eat the brains of your kids kids
A chilling promise of more violence to come
Male shovanist with a 'fro shall attack and sting you like a big cobra slapped'
Describing another violent character in the song
You get trapped in my crib, in your grill like a jig camera wicking you like a wig
Describing how the listener will be trapped and captured
Shoot you up, you're puking up uranium, blasting your mom's dukes in the cranium
Describing more violence and brutality being inflicted on the listener
Insane asylum, sanitarium off the crazy train, I'm delirium in the vein again (AAAAH!)
Using metaphorical language to describe the artist's state of being
You're being chased through the forest, by crazy faced coroners
Describing another horrific scenario happening to the listener
With an amazing taste for blood like Tyrannosaurus, you're exhausted
Describing how the listener is being hunted by characters with a taste for blood
Cut off your clitoris
Further emphasizing the grotesqueness of the things happening to the listener
Divorce your form, your orifice, force in a fist tortured with forceps
Inflicting more physical harm on the listener
Nauseous from horse shit
Describing the unpleasant and disgusting things the listener is experiencing
A coughing rips your torso like a corset
Describing the intensity and force of the listener's experience
Jucks multiple times, like shrapnel inside a war-vet
Drawing a parallel between the listener's experiences and the trauma of war veterans
A crooked cult rhyme, assaulting a slime with the insulting rhyme
More violent imagery describing the artist's actions
Get cooked from a jolt of voltage through your spine
Inflicting yet more harm on the listener
Indulging in coldness, bitterness, cruelness, ruthless, vulgarness, OGRISH
Describing the artist's disturbing mindset and personality
Ghoulish when the full moon hits, the ultimate focus is who won't live!
More violent imagery and a focus on death
They're watching you, talking with walkie talkies hawking you with binoculars
Describing the listener being watched and hunted
The cop killers creeping like Tarantulas, the Praying Mantis and Chinchillas
Comparing those hunting the listener to dangerous predators
You go from being innocent and fearless to careless to brutally killed
Describing the listener's transformation from bravery to vulnerability
Like Todd Bridge's transition from being Willys to shacked up in a crack house with dealers
A cultural reference to further illustrate the listener's fall from grace
Cracking your back with a black jack til you snap, your spine fractured
Describing yet more violence inflicted on the listener
Warriors, the serial killer version
Drawing a comparison between those hunting the listener and serial killers
Put a blade to your dome when I invade your trailer home like a military incursion
Describing more violence and invasion of the listener's space
And make you drink your urine
Inflicting further physical and psychological harm on the listener
In a deserted desert I've pleasantly murdered, your vertebra is some perverted peasants
Creating more violent and disturbing imagery about the things happening to the listener
Leave you an eunuch, self mutilation, while Willy Nelson is playing on a radio station
Describing more physical harm and drawing a contrast with the calm music on the radio
On vacation don't take directions from a mental patient on medication
A warning for the listener to avoid danger
Asphyxiation fixated on hatred
Describing the mindset of those hunting the listener
Don't befriend a stranger
Encouraging the listener to be careful and avoid those who might seek to harm them
They got hidden agendas
Warning the listener to be wary of those who have ulterior motives
Rocking suspenders
A seemingly innocuous detail that creates an eerie atmosphere
To leave your appendix
Describing more violent and gruesome things happening to the listener
Chopped in a blender!
A disturbing image of the listener being dismembered
Someone will be there
Repeating the opening lines, emphasizing that someone is waiting
Contributed by Mackenzie K. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
@LogicalPsycho
I will NEVER get sick of listening to this shit.
@MrDo0bie
@Slayer Kill kill KILL Hell yeah, me too.
He is a dope MC. Beats sick AF.
@ignaciojoserendon1632
I got hooked on it, my 10th rewind today
@the-beast5559
Necro is defiantly underrated he should have a million views on every vid but i guess not everyone is as sick as us
@zingmc1918
@@azmanabdula goretex stole from people who took him from the streets man
@azmanabdula
@@zingmc1918 What happened?
@zingmc1918
@@azmanabdula stole all the studio stuff and speakers from bill and necro cuz hes was a heroin addict. Bill and Necro didnt get along for a long time but they squashed it for the family.
@azmanabdula
@@zingmc1918 Didnt know about that, fuck
@zingmc1918
@@azmanabdula Goretex is the only one who isnt fam. Nec and bill brothers hyde is a cousin or something
@dephorix9057
I just can’t stop myself from coming back to this one every once in while...this track never fully leaves my brain.