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Frank Zito, Tamma, For Ralphus (For Ralphus)

Natacha Dinatelli, Shout out to Saddam

do it, (laughing)



[Hook - Necro]

White slavery when bitches get put under seige

shoved into a van and kidnapped right from the street

never to be seen again by any of their peeps

just a victim buried deep in the world of creeps

who roam through alleyways accociating with freaks

you'll never be found but cops will be searching for weeks

looking for leaks, hoping somebody speaks

while your brain is washed and your memory they delete



[Verse 1 - Ill Bill]

Woman need to be loved, injected with needles and drugs

subjected to torture and kidnapped they need to succumb

it's proven, I feed em dog food, they prefer human

make 'em savagely beat each other bloody for my amusement

It's all fun and games, I keep 'em handcuffed in chains

sexually make 'em do the most disgusting things

starve 'em to cannibals, make 'em eat each others brains

changed and deranged, stores begin to seem like nothings strange

while retarded acquaintances get fist fucked and raped

covered in lighter fluid, lit up and ingulfed in flames

sound proof walls guarantee to muffle your screams

squirm on a shit stained mattres in a puddle of pee



selling you to the highest bidder for a bundle of D

and Imma be a scumbag till I'm a hundred and three

throw you in the back of a van, rag stuck in ya teeth

smothered in chloroform, you wake up smothered in creeps



[Hook]



[Verse 2 - Necro]

I'm enslaving woman from Ukraine, they don't understand english

but they understand pain, It's the language of anguish

your situations hopeless, decieved into dancing topless

then force you into prostitution with coke heads

police keep the silence while you sleep with clients

you prostest you won't eat and you get beat like a child does

and when your destroyed like woman from Latvia

you'll be sold to the muslim part of Bosnia by the mafia

from where there is no return forever

you'll be on ya knees labeled a coffee table in leather

we have no hearts with mafiosy, evil like Bella Lugosi

white slavery O.G.'s that own police

full of hate, Spanish midgets pull you out of crates

kidnapped woman dangled from chains their fate to be raped

killers with Frank Zito cuts deliver slaves in vans

from Iran that's delicacy like a gorilla's liver

like the stench of a roach



we'll bring it to you critics fowl like a blowgun

and a naked chick in a trenchcoat

chopping your feet of, don't shut the beat off

leave it, believe it we're coming to cut the meat off

and meat cleave it



[Hook]