Gore Elohim - Circle of Tyrants lyrics

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Gore Elohim - Circle of Tyrants lyrics

[Verse 1: Necro] I'm like a dead corpse crawling out the dirt, on some zombie sh** 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 f** you talking to? Im pure d**h 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 asleep 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 [Verse 2: Mr Hyde] I.. 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 k**ed all life except for squid Walk the wrong path, deviated by demons While you f*ggot mother f**ers were created 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 leather 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 Ill play the kind of sport the way you catch a tommahawk Open up your skull, fabrics falling to the ground Take a toke and sniff a pull like your drawn to the sound [Verse 3: Goretex] 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 enemy blood shakes, now render me sick Whatever ya fix, get fitted with a milli a chrome Rap Vinnie Jones, I disattach, snatch from the bone And ate the last witnesses, k-ed out on medicine Health nut, crush up my wheat germ, chase it with h**n Guerrilla biscuits, busting your windpipes into splinters Another thing that causes pain is the frost in the winter Circle of tyrants, rocking the verdict crossed iced-out Blood from em, two in your face, get erased, lights out Spikes out for dish rags, keep em on the hip like sh** bags You don't want it f*g? 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 [Verse 4: Ill Bill] Splattered in blood, rather my thoughts paddles in d** Morbid visions of cadavered ravaged by maggots and bugs Beetles crawling out of your eyes sockets Puss pouring out of your mouth on top of dry vomit Billions of body bags, blood drenched battle fields Big butcher knives, you f**ing f*ggits Get your f**ing face erased from your cabbage Tangled and gored on top, half of you're body hanging off the door Spasm and splash your organs across the floor Its d**h.. the slug hit the bullet proof vest I took from the policeman after I blew off his head We knights of Satan serving Satan's aiders God is an atheist, you f**ing idiots, your b**hes give brain to us Save yourself, the altar of sacrifice We criminally insane, escape form Bellevue Sniffing up c**aine don't even try it It's Ill Bill, the gourmet of violence Donate my brain to science, vacation in insane asylums [Verse 5: Captain Carnage] 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 h**n horde got guns and swords swords swords swords