Luyện nghe bài hát Circle of Tyrants

Yo, I'm like a corpse
Crawling out the dirt, on some zombie
Aiming for your neck to bite the flesh where the connect
My brains incorrect, you in a sec
My raps are crack in a decksotenic intellect
you, I got more for you
Gore for you, flesh is sort of blue
be begging someone to pull me off of you
When I'm you, I offered you a chance to leave
You'll only when you bleed
no talking to you
Just shoving a in you
Who the fuck you to?
Im pure death in a flesh, arrange a coffin for you
My packing status, got you shook
A lot of crooks respect my rep
Step, kid I advise you not to
your head, or you'll turn up dead
Put you inside a burning bed
Learn what I said
Im mushing your peeps, and I'm you deep
Beneath, the deceased, rest in peace

[Mr.
I.. injure you with crews
what's in to do, negotiate with Satan
Cause it's his too
Hold a sword like dog
Leaving 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 killed all life for squid (What)
Walk the path, deviated by demons
While you mother fuckers inegreated by semen
Lure you into my web check the the boys is red
Then look for you to find you in the mortuary
Fill my clip with the lead put the to the head
After I you up to shreds I'll take a sip of what you bled
Don't ever try and hawk cause I don't wanna
Ill play the kind of the way you catch a tommahawk
Open up skull, fragmets fall to the ground
Take a toke and sniff a now your drawn to the sound

Thugs cry blood, by the hemp and the guns
Y'all me to flip, so morbid when I empty the clip
It's awful how we decorate coffin, send me the clit
We with Henney blood shakes that render me sick
Whatever ya fix, get fitted with the of chrome
Rap Vinny Jones, I dissatach, snatch from the
And ate the witnesses
K-ed out on
Health nut, crush up my germ
Chase it with
Guerilla biscuits, busting your into splinters
Another thing that causes is the frost in the winter
Circle of tyrants, rocking the crossed iced-out
Blood em, two in your face
Get erased, out
Spikes out for dish rags, keep em on the hit like shit
You want it fag
Your left in the covered, we'll shoot up fair
bent, like breathing rubber
So be
rising the invocation of my demon brother

[Ill
Splattered in blood, fathom my thoughts with drugs
Morbid visions cadavers by maggots and bugs
Beetles crawling out of your eyes
Puss pouring out of your mouth on top of dry
Billions of body bags, blood drenched fields
Big butcher knives, you faggits
Get your fucking face from your cabbage
Tangled and on top, half of you're body hanging off the door
Spasm and your organs across the floor
Its death.. when the slug hit the proof vest
I from the police..man after I blew off his head
We knights of Satan serving Satan's
God is an
You idiots, your bitches give brain to us
yourself, the altar of sacrifice
We criminally insane, form Bellview
Sniffing up
Don't even try it, its Ill Bill, the gourmet of
Donate my to science, vacationing insane asylums