Luyện nghe bài hát Poetry in the Streets

(Necro)
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Peep the shit
Death murder rap

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The press to tape-record the bloody mess
Documentation so the human can study death
They'll reach you through your TV
They'll feature a creature that will beat you to if he could meet you
executed when you're electrocuted
Who's responsible for a homeless man that's dead and smells
We murdered your natural after being thrown in a river
You will be forever into a statue of death
A grasshopper in the lab
in the head
Knives are like the hands of a
Jabbing flab till you wrapped them and bled
you off a building
Killing off children
Drilling' holes in your corpse till spilling the color vermilion
We'll split brains
I'll slit vein
The impact of a bat cracked across your is like getting hit by a train
I'll stick a fang in your blood
Then my shangle bangle you like the triangle piece of bangle
I think my shit's too brutal for
I might be the only one of digesting the dose
You won't survive a screwdriver driven inside throat
on blood and saliva another conniver croaks

It's in the streets of the big apple
And a found in few other places
But look beneath the surface of the
And you shall a seething cesspool of human emotions
sour
A planet nightmares that become reality
the brutality
There's poetry in the of the big apple
You get
And grappled to the floor, white slaved up and

I spit on your grave, piss in mouth, and shit on your face
Grind you into slop meat and serve you to friends
We're bad taste
Another shooting rampage
humans to ashtrays
Groupies to crack
And that lactate,
Squirting mad milk, I have guilt
I have krill's, I'll you fags killed
In front of your mom and your dads
Splattering of them
pieces of your exploding head
Brain fragments clothing red
I make you the pain, it hurts
We make music for drug addict pieces of shit that love the
It's
I'm like having a shot at you
We're not the type smile at you
We're the to body you
your throat with a broken bottle
Pieces of jagged glass stabbing' you through your fucking
you swallowing cyanide screaming die whores
Watch it kill your physical first, next your lost
Leave you in the funeral home you make a corpse
Got you splattered across the when my nine talks!
Murder you execution style a crime boss
Travel through time and terminate you a cyborg
My grind core