Phantom's in Silver Robes (MY TEXT ALBUM!)

[Lil' Ruger]

not to swagger jack B-rock and shizzah but a text album is a seriously G idea so fuck it ive been in this bitch for awhile and really i havent wrote a full horrorcore track in a while so fuck it ill do a whole album.....this will not be entirely horrorcore it will be holocaust orientated a bit too with a bit of strangeness and nonesense thrown in for good measure.....ok so heres the tracklist.....

1.i ntro- Psychotic Thugs
2. Demolish Your Religion
3. The Legion of Blades
4. The Moving Pictures
5. Voices in my Head
6. Death by Ten Thousand Razors
7. Contact with Alienz
8. Southern Massacre
9. Cigarette Fingers
10. Sub-lyrical Messages
11. outro - This Isnt Rap

[Lil' Ruger]

[Holocaust Sample] A man Selling Pictures Lonely on the road (record Player starts up sound beat starts)

[holocaust sample loops]

Hey HEY A Man with Hundreds of dispositions searches for a cure
one of three kings presents jesus with mur
a curr who lures children to a cave
to be slaves to the lazy babe as her music plays
sinful melodies slip from the throats of minors
a Black cloaked man concealing a shot gun busts in a diner
demands all the money in the register and before a response blows the mans brains out
he leaves the bills and proceeds to take the change out
the miystery machine searches for murder mysterys
an underwater city forever lost in history
no telling how many myths'lll be
continually i cause fifty epiphanys

{Holocaust sample loops]

Who what when were and how did you get the audacity
i chop your legs out from under you if you try passin me
cause untitles catastrophe and commit blasphemy
then pray to god in the hour of tragedy
my mastyery is prone to disastry
the wall is embedded withn sea shells and plaster trees
killer moth in disguise causes sinister crashes
i built a gas chamber and asked for the poor tired and huddled masses
a man with a top hat wearing thick lensed glasses asks if
anyone needs his matches atilla the hun attacking

[holocaust sample loops]

a man robs a bank and shoots the teller with a knife
stabs him with a gun and gives him his funds
backwards reality calamity built on the lot of amity
yo simity sam gimme grams with dusty hasnds
i belittle your culture and spit on your tomb i loom with gloom
and i am you inevitable doom you automatically assume they are powerless
they are boldozers only held back by their cowardess
apocalyptic scriptures seven scrollz and crystal skulls
not found in time then the world is set and nulll

[record coming off player sound]

[Dirty Knowledge]

Text albums?

[Lil' Ruger]

aiyo fuck them fuck them get crunk on your own time that shits not rap (not real rap) its garbage (hot garbage) prepare for the southern massacre!!! [scrathloop then beat cuts on]


first on the hit list is faggot ass soulja boy
all you southern artist find that gold is joy
i jux him for his chain both his watches his ring and that arm band
tie him down to his bed now whats the harm man?
stuck seven needles in his throat he screams i warn him to not move
you must be confused? well HA! im amused
ask him how he wants to die but beggars cant choose
blew his fuckin head off with a sawed off
but not until after i weed wacked his balls off
arab and J-bar tried to save em and hit me
death by ten thousand razors my clik oh so shifty

You snap Fingers i Snap NEcks
you talk shit i blast techs
you make garbage i make rap
you hold your peace but ill bang a cartridge then reload that (x2)

Aiyo i dont get silly but i go ahead and twist a philly
i slice lil waynes neck just beacause he made [a milie sample plays]
you niggas must be silly like V.I.C
cut throat butcher door gunner how many occupations i be?
DJ khaled your the best? your not even good
i disect your fuckin brain too [im so hood voice sample]
UGK three six and all the real southern cats
i aint talking to you its your faggot counterparts who need a dirt nap
im twisted like spiral staircase continually trife
bury D4L alive now they're really down for life

Your a normal guy im fucking insane
talk about your dougie and ill leave you physically maimed
yea im not the type a guy you can contain
im the guy who fuckin blows out your brains (x2)

the Shop Boys thought they was hot Damn
so when they did the rock man i blazed my fuckin glock man
Lil' jon i respect you for your talent but you've gotta be deceased
make you run a mile on broken glass and snipe your ass if you try to leave
and i bang dipset but jimmy's just gotta go so ill make an investment
broadcast me on MTV Digging in your intestines
Dem Franchize Boyz started all of this
make them fight eachother to the death and scatter their brains when they call it quits
P didy fuck yea ill kill you yet fill up every chamber then we play russian roulette
and know this my style is uncontested
i would have killed rick ross but he would have just had me arrested

[menacing Laugh and screams and the sounds of guts and blood spewing]

[OTB]

yo ruger what up-

g'head and smash fools with that "DEATH BY TEN THOUSAND RAZORS" dart-

sounds ill-

peace-