Luyện nghe bài hát Heinous

[Shaggy 2
I step 1, (ahh) 2, (ahh) the creaky floor
Spill some fuckin' blood I'm out the back door
Takin' little trinkets, fingernails and of skin
It's all for my rituals of cold milk mixed gin
it together gulp it down my eyes roll back
I'm chasin' that but it's more like a hatchet attack
I'm peekin' through windows pickin' out the next one
My fingers dig into her throat what I done

Madrox:]
I sleep on a bed of sharpened and toss and turn until I bleed
I eat the bread of chosen life a thousand ghosts alive in me
I'm heinous everything I do is odious
I'm tired of the normalcy total terror's my
I notice that the knife wounds are out a name
To the average mother fucker I can be a little
So I take the bloody corset and then light it for the
Try to call me but I'm seein' a horror specialist

So you murder this ya'll
right
And you murder them
right
You should take a hit of this
Why? they're dead they're not comin' back

Ya Dead Homie:]
Death is imminent when you on the end
With ya skull by the wrong side of the ball ping (hammer)
Blood pours out from the up to my ankles in it
All hammer and grip and so it slips
for the use of a rusty crowbar
To the of the courier who is forever scarred
The terror I is often described as heinous
My history about it spreads out to them nameless

[Monoxide
Now ya shell shocked from all the blood ya saw
Stainin' the walls and does you and it spreads to the halls
even drippin' from the ceiling inside
You get feeling that the criminal's still creepin'
That's because I'm behind you
Groin to gullet from stomach to your mullet
Split ya clean like cantaloupe and let ya neighbors know done it
America's most wanted for against humanity
Heinous and the evil is the insanity

So you wanna murder this
right
And you murder them
That's
You should take a hit of this
Why? Once they're dead they're not back

So you murder this ya'll
right
And you wanna murder
right
ooo ooo
Why? Once they're dead not comin' back

J:]
The shit you callin' wicked is for kids and
This heinous shit right here is for demonous flesh
It's rainin' in my bedroom a wet and bloody red
slither through my earholes in and out of my head
Got dent in this back a panick attack
Skitsofrantic and demonaclly I'm depressed
I'll stick an axe in yo
I'll kick some cracks in yo
I'll beat you into chunks like you was in a plane heinously

So you wanna this ya'll
That's
And you murder them
That's
You should take a hit of ya'll
Why? they're dead they're not comin' back

So you wanna murder ya'll
That's
And you wanna murder
right
ooo ooo
Why? they're dead they're not comin' back
ooo ooo

ooo ooo
Once they're dead they're not back
ooo ooo

ooo ooo
Once dead they're not comin' back