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goretex - goretorium lyrics

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verse i:

a row selling coke in my lobby to jody watley, would stop for christ, too much posse bundles are no poppy
black angels on the bag, dummies fallen out, disclose a fortune cookie, break it open, region thoughts i’m out
leave a pretty corpse like a bounce, f+ck ’em out through her blouse, i put the stick through her head then place it on the couch
polaroids like gene simmons but my b+tch is dead, fatal portraits of natural blondes with missing heads
i stopped dating my new addiction it’s chicks from dregs, knockеrs to hackers is skull popples werе heat with lead
i leave a kitchen red, sophisticated k!ller net, look at the green onions, blood seepin’ king silhouette
mausoleum sport sipper like capri sun, dissection shirt that dig the posers when d’s come
b+tches say i’m self+absorbed i need oven cleaners, muzzle loader, i call it lunch meat, run it through the vegans
motherf+cker brains still like po+po, a crude sport, king of the landfills of new york
my goons sick, half crooks, half detergent, the triple six, half books, half perversion
street vermin, king of acravon?, burn churches, i love b+tches in white that’s why i burn nurses
i’m moving coke in nerf b+lls like i’m larry flint, death blue bloodied partician windows an iq win?
chorus:

this is goretorium, murder junkie, i’m the bad lieutenant, children of doom, dope lords, acid coke selling (x3), the mexican behaven?

verse ii:

the forbes k!ller top 10 giving coffin fates, i’m never through the janet clearin’ you my jordan ages
poster boy, terror wave, oklahoma city, my reputation for car bombs is frank nitty
watchin’ the ozone burn, terrorist slow mo’, celebrity roast, travolta court, k!ll chaz bono
putrefaction ceremony blaze triple wizard, the lightbearer inverted to any christian image
leak ambassador, hater get the martians wept, pagan stars in prostitution rings like a martyr’s rep
i carve your neck, cartridge catch, i’m the art of death, i’m chris farley shirt open on the carpet wet
you cats recital bounce sloppy to tell the narcs are back, either that a chick in my freezer see the carcass left
the mark of the tec, reap cons of flesh will be dodgin’ the vets, my reputation is carving his f+cking best
supermarket fresh covers lay your body limp, rabbis put makeup on your face with the shotty hit!

chorus (x3)



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