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Текст песни Necro f Captain Carnage, Goretex, Ill Bi - Circle of Tyrants

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[Necro]I`m like a dead corpseCrawling out the dirt, on some zombie shitAiming for your neck to bite the flesh where the veins connectMy brains incorrect, traumatize you in a secMy raps like cracks in a decksotenic intellectSlaughters you, I got more for youGore for you, your flesh is sort of blueYou`ll be begging someone to pull me off of youWhen I`m stabbing you, I offered you a chance to leaveYou`ll only understand when you bleedThere`s no talking to youJust shoving a fork in youWho the fuck you talking to?Im pure death in a flesh, I`ll arrange a coffin for youMy knife packing status, got you shookA lot of crooks respect my repStep, kid I advise you not to lookTurn your head, or you`ll turn up deadPut you asleep inside a burning bedLearn from what I saidIm mushing your peeps, and I`m squishing you deepBeneath…where the deceased, rest in peace[Mr. Hyde]I.. injure you with ninja crewsContemplate what`s in to do, negotiate with SatanCause it`s his decision tooHold a sword like ghost dogLeaving blood and gross goreSo disgusting that your corpse is not allowed in most morguesSo jagged and decrypted kid, that the maggots rejected itI dumped it in the sea and killed all life except for squidWalk the wrong path, deviated by demonsWhile you faggot mother fuckers were created by semenLure you into my web check the code the boys is redThen look for you to find you in the mortuary deadFill my clip with the leather put the biscuit to the headAfter I ripped you up to shreds I`ll take a sip of what you bledDon`t ever try and hawk cause I don`t wanna talkIll play the kind of sport the way you catch a tommahawkOpen up your skull, fabrics falling to the groundTake a toke and sniff a pull like your drawn to the sound[Goretex]Thugs cry blood, supported by the hemp and the gunsY`all tempt me to flip, so morbid when I empty the clipIt`s awful how we decorate your coffin, send me the clitWe celebrate when enemy blood shakes, now render me sickWhatever ya fix, get fitted with a milli a chromeRap Vinny Jones, I dissatach, snatch from the boneAnd ate the last witnessesK-ed out on medicineHealth nut, crush up my wheat germChase it with heroineGuerilla biscuits, busting your windpipes into splintersAnother thing that causes pain is the frost in the winterCircle of tyrants, rocking the verdict crossed iced-outBlood from em, two in your faceGet erased, lights outSpikes out for dish rags, keep em on the hip like shit bagsYou don`t want it fag?Be left in the bubble, covered moushing the famState bent, like breathing rubberSo be advisedLucifer`s rising the invocation of my demon brother[Ill Bill]Splattered in blood, rather my thoughts paddles in drugsMorbid visions cadavered ravaged by maggots and bugsBeetles crawling out of your eyes socketsPuss pouring out of your mouth on top of dry vomitBillions of body bags, blood drenched battle fieldsBig butcher knives, you fucking faggitsGet your fucking face erased from your cabbageTangled and gored on top, half of you`re body hanging off the doorSpasm and splash your organs across the floorIts death.. the slug hit the bullet proof vestI took from the policeman after I blew off his headWe knights of Satan serving Satan`s aidersGod is an atheistYou fucking idiots, your bitches give brain to usSave yourself, the altar of sacrificeWe criminally insane, escape form BelthewSniffing up cocaineDon`t even try it, its Ill Bill, the gourmet of violenceDonate my brain to science, vacation in insane asylums[Captain Carnage]Come on come all to my carnival of carnageWhere I`ll.. slice and dice and peal off your shell like an orangeI`m too precise not to be niceI know you like Christ you`ll pay twice the priceI`ll put brains on iceFor preparation prepare for the separationOf your foundation so come get your found bastedIn hot sauce I roasted like hot dogs on an open fireI`m a trig like MyerBut don`t anile the entire pictureBecause I hang you like fixtureSo when you enter the mixtureUse extreme caution, because it only takes one portionTo perform an abortion with the steel that I force inYou feel lost when you get tossed in the bottomless gorgeThe heroin horde got guns and swords swords swords swords

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