White Slavery - Necro, Ill Bill

White slavery where bitches get put under siege

Shoved into a van and kidnapped right from the street

Never to be seen again by any of their peeps

Just a victim buried deep in the world of creeps

Who roam through alleyways associating with freaks

You’ll never be found but cops will be searching for weeks

Looking for leaks, hoping somebody speaks

While your brain is washed and your memory they delete

Women need to be loved, injected with needles and drugs

Subjected to torture and kidnapped, they need this to cum

It’s proven, I feed em dog food, they prefer human

Make 'em savagely beat each other bloody for my amusement

It’s all fun and games, I keep 'em handcuffed n' chained

Sexually make them do the most disgusting things

Starve 'em to cannibals, make them eat each others' brains

Changed and deranged

Thoughts begin to seem like nothing strange

While retarded acquaintances get fist fucked and raped

Covered in lighter fluid, lit up, and engulfed in flames

Sound proof walls guaranteed to muffle your screams

Squirm on a shit stained mattress in a puddle of pee

Sellin' you to the highest bidder for a bundle of D

And I’mma be a scumbag till I’m a hundred and three

Throw you in the back of a van, rag stuck in ya teeth

Smothered in chloroform, you wake up smothered in creeps

I’m enslaving women from Ukraine, they don’t understand English

But they understand pain, It’s the language of anguish

Your situation’s hopeless, deceived into dancing topless

Then force you into prostitution with coke heads

Police keep the silence while you sleep with clients

You protest you won’t eat and you’ll get beat like a child does

And when you’re destroyed like women from Latvia

You’ll be sold to the Muslim part of Bosnia by the mafia

From where there is no return forever

You’ll be on ya knees labeled a coffee table in leather

We have no hearts, we’re mafiosi, evil like Bela Lugosi

White slavery O.G.'s that own police

Full of hate, Spanish midgets pull you out of crates

Kidnapped women dangle from chains;

their fate: to be raped

Killers with Frank Zito cuts deliver slaves in vans

From Iran that’s delicacy like a gorilla’s liver

Like the stench of a roach

We’ll bring it to you critics foul like a blowgun

And a naked chick in a trench coat

Chopping your feet off, don’t shut the beat off

Leave it, believe it we’re coming to cut the meat off

And meat cleave it