Inferno (666)

Album cover art for "Inferno (666)" by Cinikill & Speice & Nero da Tres Six & Nataslive

Cinikill & Speice & Nero da Tres Six & Nataslive - Rap, Horrorcore

Inferno (666)

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Duration: 2:17

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[Intro: C1N1K1LL] C1N1K1LL [Verse 1: C1N1K1LL] Me and DJ Derbo are creating an inferno Cannibal Ferox, you'll get treated like a turtle I'll make your blood gurgle when I stab you up like Berto Suffer from nightmares internal What the fuck Martyrs model carters from the dirty nasty fathers Making love with creatures that are coming out of waters I'm sacrificing lovers who don't fuck without a rubber Call me late for supper and I'll rip you like a trucker I'm colder when the odor is morbid in October Runnin' away from psycho super nails into shoulders When the demon touches your legs, we'll need some crunches If you pay attention to the evilest discussion The ghouls wanna feast on your dead body piece Can I put some grease on your little horny niece? Apostles in the offals are the opposite of fossils Then I'll open up your mouth and take a shit up on your tonsils I'll break a bottle over soprano and watch em humble In the devil's brothel, you'll get cooked up like a taco Taken from the [?] attic [?] satanic The proposition, maggots utter eating zombie faggots [Verse 2: Speice] Lyrical onslaughts, innocents will be sliced into [?] The cavities fracturing win upside for grappling Time travelin', quantum leap through black holes Smash emcees, the battle to swallow these souls whole Part of darkness, army of fans the screaming anthem Intellecting the family to pass [?] now itself god I built environment area 51 50 off the chemicals and lateral state My cranium's a beast without a leash Destroying emcees, compete, compete and be deceased, playa I've been in high style cypher the street fighter An assassin for hire, sonic boom you as a fire Stay away from it he, a gas leak between my teeth [?] Scorch emcees, temperature hotter than hell degrees The fire dimensional rhyme sentinel Take you out beyond the pinnacle with skills I'll be invincible [Interlude] I don't understand [Verse 3: Nero] ... I'm eating rotting flesh or women who have died ... ... I'm calling through the television, crawl to your dimension ... [Verse 4: Nataslive] C1N1K1LL the skin popper, shooting rockets at your office One, Natas and DJ Derbo, I'll stomp in our Christian coffins Leave your heart racing, Georg AC without a raping Videotaping the deadly art of human mutilation Satan's reflection, [?] bullets gave in your chest And my birth I gave my mama a caesarean section Very impressive to those and the Nero inferno Turn breakfast with mic chords till the faces are purple Make everyone in your county we can nibble stomach [?] for weeks Even [?] devour a person into a sour breed Smoke or take a drink cuz it's getting hard to think When you're talking to the cops with body parts in the sink Murder puppet masters [?] spitting sulphuric acid Using magnifying glasses to fry your body to ashes David Berkowitz surfing the sick with the deadliest ascendance Resurrect the dead on the decadent through your reckonin' [Outro] I've killed a lot of people Some girls in the apartment uptown uh, some homeless people maybe 5 or 10 um an NYU girl I met in Central Park I left her in a parking lot behind some donut shop I killed Bethany, my old girlfriend, with a nail gun, and some man uh some old faggot with a dog last week I killed another girl with a chainsaw, I had to, she almost got away and uh someone else there I can't remember maybe a model, but she's dead too And Paul Allen I killed Paul Allen with an axe in the face, his body is dissolving in a bathtub in Hell's Kitchen I don't want to leave anything out here I guess I've killed maybe 20 people, maybe 40 I have tapes of a lot of it, I'm a pretty uh, I mean I guess I'm a pretty sick guy

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Credits

Writers
  • Cinikill
  • Speice
  • Nero da Tres Six
  • Nataslive