название:

World Gone Mad


автор:

Necro


жанры: rap
альбомы: Gory Days
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Yo Yo,
Check This,
YoLeave you stiff like a cat puffin coke and weed in a spliff
Nose broken bleeding, dripped away as they lift you on a stretcher rip
Images of organ incisions gets ya sick
while you puke up what you chewed up, now chew up what you threw up
Left in the morgue, full flesh for a dog,
funeral organs rock a morgue pin C clef to a chord.
You're wheeled away now every day your flesh'll peel away,
sever decay maggot infest rot drag then dropped in a plop forever slayed, slide
you inside the cremation chamber
the system of erasing your existance with the flames of nature
free basin angel dust is danger, euthanasia
methods of death stranger than the sounds of a flanger,
burnt to a carcus i watch the fire sparkle then i deliver your family a parsel
filled with charcoal.
a neurosurgeon you're regurgitating detergent
i urge you to worship your on the verge of becoming a servant,
there's no physical evidence you existed when your ashes get pissed on,
no one remembers A bitch kid, i determine you'll be eaten by vermon, german
cockroaches squirmin through you,
locusts and worms in your skinWe're living in a world gone mad, a crazy world , the world where death is the
way of life, every day we read of atrocities that numb the brain, but i believe
to deny what is insane. or to try to flee from it is to submit to it, to be at
the mercy of it when you should just study it, to enjoy life, chill with me as
we descend into the world gone mad, a world of dying and killing spreesyour dead and youll never come back, you got murdered by a scumbag,
the type that doesnt realize that he's done bad,
hes walkin the streets free while you're six feet deep,
police close the case 'cause theres no trace, you're beat.
i'd write a verse on your toe tag, you get suffocated with a bag
over your face, you'll gag with no air ventilated,
i'd rock a mask for the stench of rotting corpses does not smell like a box of
chocolates
your cadaver is packaged in suitcases and travel baggage
then buried under gravel in secluded places,
i got an appetite for abduction, we kidnap women, torture them, brainwash them
and fuck them.
I'm a carnivore, my teeth are sharp made for rippin flesh like blades to carve
through body parts
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