Goretex – RAW CULT Lyrics
Artist: Goretex
Song: RAW CULT
RAW Cult gear like quantum obsessed with death in the cosmos
Opium dabs we represent the dead like Osmos
Rap Tex Watson, RAW CULT escape is the motto
We blaze the orange goblin, it’s the last days of sodom, my soul is hollow
She thirteen, havin’ too in common when I was rock bottom
Took pop with monsters, ghouls, creeps and mobsters
‘Cause when anarchy falls, we all lootin’ and robbin’
No truces, only AKs, MACs and Russian scopes
We’ve runnin’ the boats, cocaine slums, bundles inside the soap
Like Astarte, deep-sixes, Laveyan Bеnz Suburbans
I’m still under surveillance I rock a Manson wig and a turban
Blazin’ twigs in Durban, cannibal mind cripplеd where they praise perversion
It’s Iron Baphomet, RAW CULT for crack surgeons
Woman: What do you do?
Man: I’m a gossip writer for a newspaper
Woman: You write gossip?
Man: You don’t gossip?
Woman: No…
Man: (Inaudible), for starter, (inaudible), swallow this chewed tobacco, spittle, (inaudible), flamingo of sherbet ice cream…
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Release Year: 2004