Luyện nghe bài hát Garbage Bag '94

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

When it to inflicting pain I'm creative
You're gonna need a when you get tortured by this fucking native
My animosity for a female never
So I hang you to die - on two hooks your fucking tits (*Echoed*
OWWWW!)
Nigga you get jooxed a spike
And me and my homeboys dig in your stomach and take the lice
Termites and cockroaches get
My cuts your cranium open to get to your brain for food (Tasty!)
You get buried in dry mud when you suffocate in the high
When I'm sad I fuckin' cry (*Crying*)
Then I eat and shins, when I look into your eyes I'll make you
cough up your
Plus, you'll cringe - when you get pinched with my
Then fall asleep and become chow for my flesh eating
Then I go to a Bordello, open up the mouth of each and dismiss the
thats yellow
And the backside of cunt I'll be arching - I'm like a soldier
Back from the dead Storm Trooping in
Here's another for spite
My drill bit goes through the left side of face and comes out the right
So watch out for the army of bugs, the blizzard of maggots
So duck down or get covered slugs

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

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

I got cholesteral I eat human remains fried
Niggas get buried at the then drowned at the tide
So to choke, I'll you sell your fuckin' soul
My Challacal 22 turned the asshole charcoal
I pull out, in public
I get sick, and put a fuck in the dump quick
stutter and prick, the murdered (D-d-d-d-don't kill me!)
I never confess never the bodies, George Estaciano couldn't even guess
I'm here forever, yeah forever like a
I sortet your guts in my gourmet
Cause I when I sin, I'll wear your fuckin' skin
I stick big fuckin' in your rotting abdomen
Dead man, your bodies chopped up in ten different
A million motherfuckin' cockroaches eat your
And I got teeth, I got tonsils, and
I got arteries, and blood maggots in my lungs
So motherfuck saliva, I got glands
I'm so uncivilized I eat human guts with my
And as it stands, I'm heated so I in ice
I'm God's gift to the Devil, so call me the human
The fuckin' nigga that objected to your
And I'm like a dead fetus in a miscarriage
My tanto knife is always sharp, never
The Vietnam got a metal plate in his skull
Plus, I stick my blade in, your guts I
Put a screw in your head Eddie from Iron Maiden
And, in a pool of blood is where Necro
I got stains on my timbs, I'm steppin' on your limbs
There's no need to discuss, the scab with puss
'R Us (*Gun cock*), so bury me and my sarcophagus
Then I'm on fuckin' hearts, and parts get torn
The Angel of Death kills the first born, with the blood a lamb
The Pentogram is on your grave, I'm a of nigga Jesus could never save
I'm coughin' out fresh, fresher then David Koresh
I chop up niggas and then recycle flesh

necro owns your soul DIE

Necrophiliac
Necrophiliac
Necrophiliac
I'ma your corpse