La Coka Nostra
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Murder World

Murder World lyrics by La Coka Nostra. I’m having homicidal urges, visions of bloody money Ain’t nothing funny, a serpent sliding under the surface I purchase...

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Murder World

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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 bitches 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 fucking hunger i had back in the days

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 shit

With the burner to it and the cadillac swerving to it

Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic

Rituals of madness, follow 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 ass like gaddafi did

Better yet catch that hiv like liberace did, kid

The ancestor of every reaction that's thought

In every line is like a landslide, an avalanche of course

Blizzard of oz, children of war, cities are gone

Missiles are launched, systems evolved, pistols are sparked

Out the mouth i speak murder shit

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 coka for life, trench-coats and assault rifles

Motorcycles, snipers leave you with a shit bag buying diapers

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 shit

With the burner to it and the cadillac swerving to it

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