razakel & lyssa cer - bordello of hell lyrics
[chorus]
come in, come in to our bordello of h+ll
madam lyssa cer and madam razakel
this is a secret, so don’t you dare tell
welcome to our bordello of h+ll
come in, come in to our bordello of h+ll
madam lyssa cer and madam razakel
this is a secret, so don’t you dare tell
welcome to our bordello of h+ll
[verse 1: razakel]
call me madam razakel
welcome to the place i dwell
this is a secret so don’t you dare tell
i sell you a b+tch and she do you upwell
wе run this sh+t, it’s our wh0rehouse hotel
that putrid smеll, it’s decaying, rotting flesh
if these hoes don’t pay up, then the price is death
death, death that’s all i give a f+ck about
reach into your mouth, grab your lungs and turn you inside out
no doubt, we’re the pimps to these sl+ts
they fear the abuse and they know not to mess with us
just f+ck, that’s all your really good for
bring in that money, there’s a reason that you are a wh0re
or decor, ’cause if you fail
we’ll skin you alive, hang your flesh from hooks and nails
we have dead females and even dead kids
[?] ain’t got sh+t on me
whoop that trick
[chorus]
come in, come in to our bordello of h+ll
madam lyssa cer and madam razakel
this is a secret, so don’t you dare tell
welcome to our bordello of h+ll
come in, come in to our bordello of h+ll
madam lyssa cer and madam razakel
this is a secret, so don’t you dare tell
welcome to our bordello of h+ll
[verse 2: lyssa cer]
[?] horrorcore, got my little black book
full of dead prostitutes, bunches of b+tches that like to hook
took, their children, their dignity
shouldn’t ever stepped to me
not breathing, [?] good
i got a clientele for a cold p+ssy
the kind you f+ck ’til she splits
and she don’t get fuzzy
trust in me
to accommodate all your needs
my b+tches they bleed for me, scream for me
then i weed out the weak, critiquing hoes
like marilyn monroe
don’t you know, i’m a master of necrophilia tableau
sewn out your blown+out hole
i think you’ve outgrown our bordello of h+ll
well, it’s time to say goodbye to your prison cell
my face of death, now go ahead and yell
won’t work well
fell into the clutches of madam lyssa cer and razakel
[chorus]
come in, come in to our bordello of h+ll
madam lyssa cer and madam razakel
this is a secret, so don’t you dare tell
welcome to our bordello of h+ll
come in, come in to our bordello of h+ll
madam lyssa cer and madam razakel
this is a secret, so don’t you dare tell
welcome to our bordello of h+ll
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