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Circle Of Tyrants
(专辑: Gory Days - 2001)
I'm like a
dead corpse crawling out the
dirt, on some zombie shit Aiming for your neck to bite the
flesh where the
veins connect My brains incorrect, traumatize you in a
sec My rap are like crack in a
deck, Satanic intellect Slaughters you, I
got more for you Gore for you, your flesh is sort of blue You'll be begging someone to pull me off of you When I'm stabbing you, I
offered you a
chance to leave You'll only understand when you bleed, there's no talking to you Just shoving a
fork in you, who the
fuck you talking to? I'm pure death in a
flesh, I'll arrange a
coffin for you My knife packing status, got you shook A
lot of crooks respect my rep, step, kid I
advise you not to look Turn your head, or you'll turn up dead Put you to sleep inside a
burning bed, learn from what I
said I'm mushing your peeps, and I'm squishing you deep Beneath, where the
deceased rest in peace Hyde, injure you with ninja crews, Contemplate what sin to do Negotiate with Satan, cause it's his decision too Hold a
sword like ghost dog, leaving blood and gross gore So disgusting that your corpse is not allowed in most morgues So jagged and decrepit kid, that the
maggots rejected it I
dumped it in the
sea and killed all life except for squid Walk the
wrong path, deviated by demons While you faggot motherfuckers inebriated by semen Lure you into my web, change your corduroys to red Then look for you to find you in the
mortuary dead Fill my clip with the
lead and put the
biscuit to the
head After I
ripped you up to shreds I'll take a
sip of what you bled Don't ever try and hawk or rip cause I
don't wanna talk I'll play the
kind of sport the
way you catch a
tomahawk Open up your skull, fabrics falling to the
ground Take a
toke and sniff a
pull like your drawn to the
sound Thugs cry blood, supported by the
hemp and the
guns Y'all tempt me to flip, so morbid when I
empty the
clip It's awful how we decorate your coffin, send me the
clit We celebrate when Henny blood shakes, now render me sick Whatever ya fix, get fitted with a
milli a
chrome Rap Vinnie Jones, I
dis-attach, snatch from the
bone And ate the
last witnesses, k-ed out on medicine Health nut, crush up my wheat germ, chase it with heroin Guerrilla biscuits, busting your windpipes into splinters Another thing that causes pain is the
frost in the
winter Circle of tyrants, rock an inverted cross iced-out Blood from em, two in your face, get erased, lights out Spikes out for dish rags, keep em on the
hip like shit bags You don't want it fag? Be left in the
bubble, covered [?] the
fam State bent, like breathing rubber, so be advised Lucifer's rising the
invocation of my demon brother Splattered in blood, lather my thought patterns with drugs Morbid visions of cadavers ravaged by maggots and bugs Beetles crawling out of your eye sockets Puss pouring out of your mouth on top of dry vomit Billions of body bags, blood-drenched battlefields Big butcher knives, you fucking faggots Get your fucking face erased from your cabbage Tangled and gored on top, half of your body hanging off the
door Spasm and splash your organs across the
floor It's death, the
slug hit the
bulletproof vest I
took from the
policeman after I
blew off his head We knights of Satan serving Satan's Seders God is an atheist, you fucking idiots, your bitches give brain to us Save yourself, the
altar of sacrifice We criminally insane, escape from Bellevue Sniffing up cocaine, don't even try it It's Ill Bill, the
gourmet of violence Donate my brain to science, vacation in insane asylums Come on come all to my carnival of carnage Where I'll slice and dice and peal off your shell like an orange I'm too precise not to be nice I
know you like Christ you'll pay twice the
price I'll put brains on ice For preparation prepare for the
separation Of your foundation so come get your found basted In hot sauce I
roasted like hot dogs on an open fire I'm a
trig like Myer But don't anile the
entire picture, because I
hang you like fixture so when you enter the
mixture Use extreme caution, because it only takes one portion To perform an abortion with the
steel that I
force in You feel lost when you get tossed in the
bottomless gorge The
heroin horde got guns and swords swords swords swords
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