Luyện nghe bài hát Heinous

[Shaggy 2
I step 1, (ahh) 2, (ahh) across the floor
Spill some fuckin' blood then I'm out the door
Takin' little trinkets, fingernails and pieces of
all for my rituals of cold milk mixed with gin
Stir it together gulp it down my roll back
I'm chasin' that dragon but it's more like a hatchet
I'm peekin' through windows pickin' out the clueless one
My fingers dig into her throat what have I

Madrox:]
I sleep on a bed of sharpened and toss and turn until I bleed
I eat from the bread of chosen life a thousand alive in me
I'm heinous everything I do is odious
I'm tired of the normalcy total my focus
I notice that the knife are spellin out a name
To the average fucker I can be a little extreme
So I the bloody corset and then light it for the emphasis
Try to call me sick but I'm seein' a horror

So you wanna murder this
right
And you wanna murder
right
You take a hit of this ya'll
Why? Once they're dead they're not back

[Blaze Ya Homie:]
Death is when you on the other end
With ya beaten by the wrong side of the ball ping (hammer)
Blood pours out the split up to my ankles in it
All hammer and grip and so it slips
for the use of a rusty crowbar
To the horror of the who is forever scarred
The terror I inflict is often described as
My history about it spreads out to leave nameless

[Monoxide
Now ya shell shocked from all the blood ya saw
Stainin' the walls and does you and it spreads to the halls
even drippin' from the ceiling inside
You get this feeling that the criminal's still
That's I'm right behind you
to gullet from your stomach to your mullet
Split ya clean like and let ya neighbors know what done it
America's most wanted for crimes against
Heinous and the evil is the insanity

So you wanna murder ya'll
right
And you murder them
That's
You should take a hit of this
Why? Once they're they're not comin' back

So you wanna murder ya'll
That's
And you murder them
right
ooo ooo
Why? Once dead they're not comin' back

J:]
The shit you callin' wicked is for and cheerleaders
This heinous shit right is for demonous flesh eaters
It's blood in my bedroom a wet and bloody red
Snakes through my earholes in and out of my head
Got dent in back a violent panick attack
Skitsofrantic and demonaclly I'm depressed
I'll stick an axe in yo
I'll some cracks in yo neck
beat you into chunks like you was in a plane wreck heinously

So you wanna this ya'll
right
And you wanna them
That's
You should take a hit of this
Why? they're dead they're not comin' back

So you wanna this ya'll
right
And you wanna murder
That's
ooo ooo
Why? Once dead they're not comin' back
ooo ooo

ooo ooo
Once they're they're not comin' back
ooo ooo

ooo ooo
Once they're dead they're not back