Luyện nghe bài hát Circle of Tyrants

Yo, I'm like a corpse
out the dirt, on some zombie shit
Aiming for your neck to bite the flesh where the veins
My incorrect, traumatize you in a sec
My are like crack in a decksotenic intellect
you, I got more for you
Gore for you, flesh is sort of blue
You'll be begging to pull me off of you
When I'm stabbing you, I offered you a chance to
only understand when you bleed
There's no to you
shoving a fork in you
Who the you talking to?
Im pure in a flesh, I'll arrange a coffin for you
My knife packing status, got you
A lot of crooks will my rep
Step, kid I you not to look
Turn head, or you'll turn up dead
Put you asleep a burning bed
Learn what I said
Im your peeps, and I'm squishing you deep
Beneath, the deceased, rest in peace

[Mr.
I.. injure you with ninja
Contemplate what's in to do, negotiate with
it's his decision too
Hold a like ghost dog
blood and gross gore
So disgusting that your corpse is not allowed in morgues
So jagged and decrypted kid, the maggots it
I dumped it in the sea and all life except for squid (What)
the wrong path, deviated by demons
While you faggot mother fuckers inegreated by
Lure you into my web the code the boys is red
look for you to find you in the mortuary dead
Fill my clip with the put the biscuit to the head
After I ripped you up to I'll take a sip of what you bled
Don't try and hawk cause I don't wanna talk
Ill play the kind of sport the way you catch a
up your skull, fragmets fall to the ground
Take a toke and a pull now your drawn to the sound

Thugs cry blood, supported by the hemp and the
Y'all tempt me to flip, so when I empty the clip
It's awful how we decorate coffin, send me the clit
We celebrate with Henney blood shakes that me sick
Whatever ya fix, get fitted the milley of chrome
Rap Vinny Jones, I dissatach, from the bone
And ate the witnesses
out on medicine
Health nut, up my wheat germ
Chase it heroine
Guerilla biscuits, busting your windpipes splinters
Another thing causes pain is the frost in the winter
of tyrants, rocking the inverded crossed iced-out
Blood from em, two in face
Get erased, out
Spikes out for rags, keep em on the hit like shit bags
You want it fag
Your in the bubble covered, we'll shoot up fair
State bent, like breathing
So be
Lucifer's the invocation of my demon brother

[Ill
Splattered in blood, my thoughts patterns with drugs
Morbid visions cadavers ravaged by maggots and
Beetles crawling out of your sockets
Puss pouring out of your on top of dry vomit
Billions of body bags, blood battle fields
Big butcher knives, you faggits
Get your fucking erased from your cabbage
Tangled and gored on top, half of body hanging off the door
Spasm and splash organs across the floor
Its death.. the slug hit the bullet proof vest
I from the police..man after I blew off his head
We knights of Satan serving sadists
God is an
You fucking idiots, bitches give brain to us
Save yourself, the of sacrifice
We insane, escape form Bellview
Sniffing up
Don't even try it, its Ill Bill, the of violence
my brain to science, vacationing insane asylums