The Cenobites - I Was Forgotten (1993) | Текст песни

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• The Cenobites
• I Was Forgotten (1993)

\"The roughest, roughest, roughest (Say What?)\" --] Rage (Repeat 8x)

[Godfather Don]
Why can't anyone understand that I'm meticulous
I reek of putrified flesh
The soul serated, contaminated with rhymes illaminated
Exhuming each and every last cell from you
Kinda clinical, forensical, with sound under
Clowned dumber niggas then you wack 'em with round numbers
Sound runners when I swarm with spawn to the sound comers
In an embryonic state I race like cess and decrepitating bowel
Caused by stress makes up a large mess
Up your whole mic, that's what your soul's like, foul sense
When spit drips from your oral cavity I slit wrists
The blood letter with a Beretta, don't give a
Playfight, bust this rip shit on your gravesight
Then I make charred remains of your mescalated black soma
Til the last bone in your coffin was often
Then I spat on ya, rancid remains lay stinkin'
Even OJ asks \"What the FUCK was you thinking?!\"

\"The roughest, roughest, roughest (Say What?)\" (Repeat 4x)

I'm sick, I crash cadavers and suck brains through it
Cerebelums kaleidoscopic, my melon retains fluid
Divine intervention between your living spleen
Seems erratic, static, having mattered to splattered
Slightly burned dermis, that's excavated, decorated
My desecrated cauldron where I skull men
All in fall in, like blazed glass that shatter in
The megaloblastic anemia, your blood scatters
And run for cover from the organism, next
Born in kicking necks, on the written text
Spittle trickles and and oxidates trough levels of blaspheme
And devils, I was last seen with shovels
Taking kidneys, collapsing jaundice, spit suckers
Irrigating your grating, I'm shoving mics up your tuckus
All types of shit gets stripped from your hollow husk
I swallow dust and moisten your corpse with aloe musk
Plus trespassers get bust by just the tusk
Releases diseases, Jesus must have rushed on us
Crush the pus dripped on the blade and I licked it
Hold your sack and split it from ya, cue biters to ditches, damn

\"The roughest, roughest, roughest (Say What?)\" (Repeat 4x)

*Godfather Don gives shoutout til fade*