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LA COKA NOSTRA lyrics : "Murder World"

[Verse 1]
I'm having homicidal urges, visions of bloody money
Ain't nothing funny, a serpent sliding under the surface

I purchase diamonds and guns
Splurging on blackjack, cocaine, gold chains, and (*##$es is worthless
The essence of my habits is twisted and prolific

It's been predicted that I would die by my own biscuit
Amongst the wicked who take gambles for phone digits
It ain't a life worth living if you don't risk it

A moment till my atonement
Taking ownership for all the domes I split
Keep a sharpness believing everything impossible

Took the highway and caught beef with lots of you
So keep your black shades on when the villain shine
You kids been talking about a long time about killing mine

I'm too cagey, yous are half of my age
I still got the $#&@ing hunger I had back in the days
[Chorus]

Murder World, welcome to your death
After your afterlife I murder you again, laugh with the burner to your head
Support your local murder music, shoot that piece of %#@!

With the burner to it and the Cadillac swerving to it
Murder World, welcome to your death
After your afterlife I murder you again, laugh with the burner to your head

Support your local murder music, shoot that piece of %#@!
With the burner to it and the Cadillac swerving to it
[Verse 2]

Any sufficiently ? knowledge is indistinguishable from magic, rituals of madness
Follower the leader, copy this, watch me flip
Back to beef and rocking Tims and rocking more lo than Ralphies Kids

Catch a machete up your $$# like Gaddafi did
Better yet catch that HIV like Liberace did, kid
The answer ? action is thought

Enemy line is like a landslide, an avalanche of corpse
Blizzard of ours, children of war, cities are gone
Missiles are launched, systems evolved, pistols are sparked

Out the mouth I speak murder %#@!
Like Jesus Malverde did, I put you to sleep permanent
Sleep with the trout, my homies fillet piranhas

You plan to spray llamas but you still gay like Dahmer
I'm !@&@a for life, French coats and $$#ault rifles
Motorcycle snipers leave you with a %#@! bag buying diapers

[Chorus]

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