Necro - White Slavery - Sözleri

Frank Zito, Tamma, For Ralphus (*Ralphus*) 

Natacha Dinatelli, Shout out to Saddam 

do it, (HAhahahahahaha) 

 

[Hook - Necro] 

White slavery when bitches get put under seige 

shoved into a van and kidnapped right from the streets bitch 

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 










		
			



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