Luyện nghe bài hát Poetry in the Streets

(Necro)
Uh
Peep the killer
Death rap shit

it

The press runs to tape-record the bloody
so the human race can study death
They'll reach you through your TV
They'll feature a that will beat you to death if he could meet you
You're executed you're electrocuted
responsible for a homeless man that's dead and smells putrid
We murdered your flesh after being thrown in a river
You will be frozen forever into a statue of
A in the lab dead
in the head
Knives are like the of a crab
Jabbing your flab till you them and bled
Throw you off a
Killing off your
Drilling' holes in your corpse till you're spilling the color
We'll your brains
I'll your vein
The impact of a bat cracked your back is like getting hit by a train
I'll stick a fang in your bank
Then strangle my shangle bangle you like the 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 your
Choke on blood and another conniver croaks

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

I spit on your grave, in your mouth, and shit on your face
Grind you into slop and serve you to your friends
moving bad taste
Another brutal rampage
Turning humans to
to crack slaves
And that lactate,
mad milk, I never have guilt
I have krill's, have you fags killed
In front of your mom and your grill
Splattering both of
With of your exploding head
Brain fragments clothing red
I you love the pain, it hurts
We make music for drug addict pieces of shit that the dirt
It's
I'm having a rifle shot at you
not the type that smile at you
We're the type to you
your throat with a broken bottle
Pieces of jagged glass you through your fucking eyeballs
Have you swallowing cyanide screaming die
Watch it kill your physical first, next your lost
Leave you in the funeral home you make a corpse
Got you splattered across the walls when my talks!
Murder you execution style like a boss
Travel through time and you like a cyborg
My mentality's core