Luyện nghe bài hát Siccmade

Yeah, the Killa's back up in this motherfucka
from tha grave
It gets so deep right under the Blocc
Oh, me? Ya can just me Manson, yeah, we met before
But ya that I ain't gonna die so I'm back up this motherfucka
So the mothafuckin' words from the dead man, yeah

And when I pack me a gun and oh, I was young
I dreamt of feedin' them up of niggas nuts and soufley a' la dun
get hung, my bullet weights a ton
The Garden Blocc Don, the of the slum

Tha cannibalistic nigga that got 9 millimeter gun
That nigga that nigga that got them on the run
They that I was done but Lynch is not the one
To go out from a wound, nigga, I'm not done that soon

Bitches, they come but nut just like the rest, caught one in the
Shoulda wore a vest and, oh, a bloody mess
Puffin' off the cess, dealin' the stress, killin' off the less
Fortunate but they when my nine gets sick

Them either die or stay stuck on my dick
'Cause I'm nigga they call Lynch, I got 'em niggas fiendin' for my shit
I empty clips, drinkin', fuckin' tha splift
And the nigga that kill for reason, it's the Season Of The Sicc

That's why I got the urge to shoot that clit
And kill off infant, so what is my intent?
To show them mothafuckas life ain't shit
I gets to gettin' real sick and eatin' bloody clit, the killa shit

Put 'em in a grave with an empty 40 ounce bottle and don't a drip
'Cause livin' with tha
Ya learn to fuck in his mouth and eat the shit out of his bitch
And I admit, my is kinda sick

But now I'm like J. Dahmer, I'm chewin' up all the
I killed to my fit, the human meat fix
Bitin' to the skin rips, that sick nigga, so
dead ever since

Yeah, do ya wanna know what that is?
The Siccness is when you hug your mama and ya get hard
Or you walk in on your mama and she's suckin' your son's dick
That's the Siccness.

So, ya mothafuckas don't ya that shit
And don't where the Sicc came from
That Lynch

I my mouth off up that cog and trip
'Cause eatin' dead pussy clit I ya sick
But it's the Season so my reason is
I'm fits, I dreamed of eatin' bloody pussy clit's since I was six

I fiend for a dead pussy on dick, I gotta
I don't give a shit about ya biyatch
That nigga that's from tha Blocc, killin' up tha cog, so, nigga,
Baby barbeque ribs and guts and ah, don't let me get too

Fryin' baby nuts, sluts get ate out
Dank is crooked teeth heard
I pull the Tampax-string out and put in work
It wouldn't work without that sick, so a nigga quick
So I can serve ya some of this and have ya murderin' ya biyatch

'Cause me and grew up fuckin' bitches up the gut
With tha clip, Season of the Sicc, picture this:
meat ripped in a pan full of nuts and guts and intestines and shit
I gets ta chewin' on tha clit, the sick, they just understand it

It's so outlandish, nigga nuts to cure my fit
The human meat fix, 'til the skin rips
That sick nigga, so
Livin' dead since