Luyện nghe bài hát Circle of Tyrants

Yo, I'm like a corpse
out the dirt, on some zombie shit
Aiming for your to bite the flesh where the veins connect
My incorrect, traumatize you in a sec
My raps are like crack in a intellect
Slaughters you, I got for you
Gore for you, your is sort of blue
You'll be begging someone to me off of you
When I'm stabbing you, I you a chance to leave
You'll only understand when you
no talking to you
Just a fork in you
Who the you talking to?
Im death in a flesh, I'll arrange a coffin for you
My packing status, got you shook
A lot of will respect my rep
Step, kid I advise you not to
Turn 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 ninja crews
Contemplate in to do, negotiate with Satan
it's his decision too
Hold a sword ghost dog
Leaving blood and gross
So disgusting that corpse is not allowed in most morgues
So and decrypted kid, the maggots rejected it
I dumped it in the sea and killed all except for squid (What)
Walk the wrong path, by demons
While you faggot mother fuckers by semen
Lure you my web check the code the boys is red
Then look for you to you in the mortuary dead
Fill my clip with the lead put the to the head
After I ripped you up to shreds I'll 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 and sniff a pull now your drawn to the sound

Thugs cry blood, by the hemp and the guns
tempt me to flip, so morbid when I empty the clip
It's awful how we your coffin, send me the clit
We celebrate with Henney shakes that render me sick
Whatever ya fix, get fitted the milley of chrome
Rap Vinny Jones, I dissatach, snatch from the
And ate the witnesses
K-ed out on
nut, crush up my wheat germ
Chase it heroine
Guerilla biscuits, busting your windpipes splinters
Another thing that causes pain is the frost in the
Circle of tyrants, the inverded crossed iced-out
from em, two in your face
Get erased, out
Spikes out for dish rags, keep em on the hit like bags
You don't it fag
Your left in the bubble covered, shoot up fair
State bent, like rubber
So be
Lucifer's rising the of my demon brother

Bill]
Splattered in blood, my thoughts patterns with drugs
Morbid visions cadavers by maggots and bugs
crawling out of your eyes sockets
Puss out of your mouth on top of dry vomit
Billions of body bags, blood drenched fields
Big butcher knives, you fucking
Get fucking face erased from your cabbage
and gored on top, half of you're body hanging off the door
Spasm and your organs across the floor
Its death.. when the hit the bullet proof vest
I took from the police..man after I blew off his
We knights of Satan Satan's sadists
God is an
You fucking idiots, your bitches give to us
yourself, the altar of sacrifice
We insane, escape form Bellview
Sniffing up
even try it, its Ill Bill, the gourmet of violence
Donate my to science, vacationing insane asylums