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letra de dopesick - goretex

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[chorus: necro & goretex]
hey yo gore, why you foul and carry bombs on your seat?
f-ck the world, i’m all about cash, you are what you eat
why you pop so many pills when you carryin’ heat?
so the effects in 3d when i splatter your beak

[verse 1: goretex]
i use your moms for drug runs in your pops truck
chopped up 2 in the belly smellin’ like rock she tried to cook it up
the most depraved you playin’ toast to a pope with aids
permanent fades the surgical ones murderous ones
made you a zombie syringe in your cap and your froze
you came in the lab and got turned down like natalie cole
the m-ssacre works for traffic and dirt the capital squirts
y’all needs some agents cats is really actors at birth
the glenwood anthem nappy style cracked in the knees
20 deep stayin’ thugged out like reggae hot beats
’cause yall some broke wrist, rockin’ tight suits and gloves
and you got b-tch t-ts, bigger then bob from fight club
get knifed up your whole life’s done media chance
ziti in clams show money key in advance
gore’s back for war now you got a reason to dance
f-ggots head cap be turned out to candy -ss yams

[chorus: necro & goretex]
hey yo gore, why you foul and carry bombs on your seat?
f-ck the world, i’m all about cash, you are what you eat
why you pop so many pills when you carryin’ heat?
so the effects in 3d when i splatter your beak
hey yo gore, why you foul and carry bombs on your seat?
f-ck the world, i’m all about cash, you are what you eat
why you pop so many pills when you carryin’ heat?
so the effects in 3d when i shatter your beak

[verse 2: goretex]
i’m like the new belushi thick sl-ts to young groupies
knew this white b-tch who used to smoke crack and loved roofies
stuck a fork in her pumpin’ manowar restraining order
stalkin’ mandy moore grammy style hit when i came off the tour
some amyl nitrates we call ’em poppers for short
rehab for quitters ballin’ ain’t no stoppin’ the sport
rock the advance i cop the wh0r- house in the loose figaro
with narcoleps and tourettes b-tches like deuce biggelow
off flavor contortions daughters and mothers often
from here to portland morphine shots to teen abortions
gore’s law get checked in the sonogram
certified specialized in the perks of mammograms
run up in your mansion organized like we the mansons
my life’s a snuff fl!ck cut in with thug and drug anthems
get your wig pushed back hair plugs like ted danson
some uptown rush for dust blunts and fresh branson
blow off your sh-t holdin’ your cl-t panties p-ssed
confused cats tuck it under eager to switch
beavers to st-tch the secret you the tranny rapper prolly a b-tch
seein’ your whole cl!ck sewin’ ya lips

[chorus: necro & goretex]
hey yo gore, why you foul and carry bombs on your seat?
f-ck the world, i’m all about cash, you are what you eat
why you pop so many pills when you carryin’ heat?
so the effects in 3d when i shatter your beak
hey yo gore, why you foul and carry bombs on your seat?
f-ck the world, i’m all about cash, you are what you eat
why you pop so many pills when you carryin’ heat?
so the effects in 3d when i splatter your beak

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