
The World Is Gore Necro (Ft. ILL BILL & Sabac)
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[Hook x 2: Sabac Red & Necro]
It’s all crime crime crime
Very murderous
The world is gore, the world is gore
It’s all crime crime crime
Very murderous
[Verse 1: Necro]
Tsunamis and commies
Atomic Islamic Satanic economics
Corruption, more destruction than comets
Secret wars, sheiks with billions
Pimping children, villains pushing krillz in buildings
Limping through the street like senior citizens
The shit I seen’s iller than flicks
Killers with clips love the raw Corporate grime born rich
Could warp your mind above the law
Death rap controlling brains like remote-controlled planes
Food is poison, destroy you, your colon is swollen with pains
Every second somebody’s murdered
Whether you heard of it or not It happened
Somebody’s clapped in the back and bodied, it’s fact
I don’t know if I’ll make it
I might grab ahold of somebody’s face and break it
I’m a case study in case you get bloody they’ll trace it
Government’s agencies, investors, asbestos
Test tubes filled with a cure for AIDS kept from the rest of us
Nuclear bombs sold to mongrels for gluttonous profit
They flip the opposite, aim it at us and push the button
It’s all crime crime crime
Very murderous
The world is gore, the world is gore
It’s all crime crime crime
Very murderous
[Verse 1: Necro]
Tsunamis and commies
Atomic Islamic Satanic economics
Corruption, more destruction than comets
Secret wars, sheiks with billions
Pimping children, villains pushing krillz in buildings
Limping through the street like senior citizens
The shit I seen’s iller than flicks
Killers with clips love the raw Corporate grime born rich
Could warp your mind above the law
Death rap controlling brains like remote-controlled planes
Food is poison, destroy you, your colon is swollen with pains
Every second somebody’s murdered
Whether you heard of it or not It happened
Somebody’s clapped in the back and bodied, it’s fact
I don’t know if I’ll make it
I might grab ahold of somebody’s face and break it
I’m a case study in case you get bloody they’ll trace it
Government’s agencies, investors, asbestos
Test tubes filled with a cure for AIDS kept from the rest of us
Nuclear bombs sold to mongrels for gluttonous profit
They flip the opposite, aim it at us and push the button
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