Luyện nghe bài hát Garbage Bag '94

Err my castration is steady
So bitch are you ready, to get your dick off with a machete

When it comes to pain I'm creative
You're gonna need a saditive when you get tortured by this native
My animosity for a never quits
So I hang you to die - on two hooks through your fucking (*Echoed*
OWWWW!)
Nigga you get jooxed with a
And me and my dig in your stomach and take the posse lice
and cockroaches get chewed
My knife your cranium open to get to your brain for food (Tasty!)
You get buried in dry mud when you in the high flood
When I'm sad I cry blood (*Crying*)
Then I eat kneecaps and shins, when I look your eyes I'll make you
cough up organs
Plus, you'll - when you get pinched with my siringe
fall asleep and become chow for my flesh eating binge
Then I go to a Bordello, open up the of each bitch and dismiss the
liquid yellow
And the backside of each cunt I'll be arching - I'm a soldier
Back from the Storm Trooping in Monschau
Here's another for spite
My drill bit goes through the side of your face and comes out the right
So out for the army of bugs, it's the blizzard of maggots
So duck down or get covered slugs

I got a garbage bag wit'chya name on it (4X)

Motherfucker!
Kill yourself is you should do
Cause I'll make you go through, more than the terror that Bobbit's
gone
And if you're down with that Nazi lie talk
you'll wake up with your fucking dick on the sidewalk
You're castrated dry park and left over
So get bloodless, by fuckin' heartless pedestrians
Every fucking memory, of death I savor, so I soak your fuckin' brains
in blood for
And up, a spectacular meal
It's funny, even in the winter time I find flesh appeal
And when you died I thought a pity, that you had to die with
electricity through your tittie (Hah!)
And I like, all of fish, so I'm soona
Sharpen my blade, and my knife up your bitches tuna
The catch of the day, I a big one
Dispose of the body, grab the shovel for and dig one son
And hop inside it, take a female corpse and rot it
Trust me, it's great - tried it!

I got cause I eat human remains fried
get buried at the beach then drowned at the tide
So to choke, I'll you sell your fuckin' soul
My Challacal 22 turned the into charcoal
I pull out, machetes in
I get sick, and put a dead in the dump quick
They stutter and prick, the murdered (D-d-d-d-don't me!)
I never confess never will the bodies, George Estaciano couldn't even
I'm here forever, forever like a scar
I your guts in my gourmet appetar
I grin when I sin, I'll wear your fuckin' skin
I stick big knives in your rotting abdomen
Dead man, your chopped up in ten different cribs
A million motherfuckin' cockroaches eat your
And I got teeth, I got tonsils, and
I got arteries, and filled maggots in my lungs
So saliva, I got blood glands
I'm so uncivilized I eat human guts my hands
And as it stands, I'm heated so I in ice
I'm God's gift to the Devil, so call me the sacrifice
The fuckin' nigga objected to your marriage
And I'm foul like a dead fetus in a
My knife is always sharp, never dull
The veteran got a metal plate in his skull
Plus, I my blade in, your guts I ninjugated
Put a screw in head like Eddie from Iron Maiden
And, in a pool of blood is where swims
I got stains on my timbs, I'm steppin' on your severed
There's no need to discuss, the filled with puss
Guns 'R Us (*Gun cock*), so me and my sarcophagus
Then I'm on fuckin' hearts, and body get torn
The Angel of Death the first born, with the blood from a lamb
The Pentogram is on your grave, I'm a type of nigga Jesus never save
Cause I'm coughin' out fresh, fresher then Koresh
I chop up niggas and then recycle flesh

owns your soul nigga DIE

Necrophiliac
black
Necrophiliac
fuck your corpse