Luyện nghe bài hát Circle Of Tyrants - The Ill Billy Boys

Yo, I'm like a corpse
Crawling out the dirt, on some shit
Aiming for your neck to bite the flesh where the connect
My brains incorrect, you in a sec
My raps are like crack in a intellect
Slaughters you, I got for you
for you, your flesh is sort of blue
You'll be someone to pull me off of you
I'm stabbing you, I offered you a chance to leave
You'll understand when you bleed
no talking to you
Just shoving a in you
Who the you talking to?
Im pure death in a flesh, arrange a coffin for you
My knife packing status, got you
A lot of crooks respect my rep
Step, kid I you not to look
Turn head, or you'll turn up dead
Put you asleep a burning bed
from what I said
Im mushing your peeps, and I'm squishing you
Beneath, with the deceased, rest in

[Mr.
I.. injure you ninja crews
what's in to do, negotiate with Satan
Cause it's his too
Hold a sword like dog
Leaving blood and gore
So disgusting that your is not allowed in most morgues
So jagged and kid, the maggots rejected it
I dumped it in the sea and killed all except for squid (What)
the wrong path, deviated by demons
While you faggot fuckers inegreated by semen
Lure you into my web check the code the is red
Then look for you to find you in the dead
Fill my clip the lead put the biscuit to the head
After I ripped you up to shreds I'll take a sip of you bled
Don't try and hawk cause I don't wanna talk
Ill the kind of sport the way you catch a tommahawk
Open up your skull, fragmets fall to the
Take a toke and sniff a pull now drawn to the sound

Thugs cry blood, supported by the and the guns
Y'all tempt me to flip, so morbid when I empty the
It's awful how we decorate your coffin, me the clit
We with Henney blood shakes that render me sick
ya fix, get fitted with the milley of chrome
Rap Jones, I dissatach, snatch from the bone
And ate the last
K-ed out on
Health nut, crush up my germ
Chase it with
Guerilla biscuits, busting your windpipes splinters
Another thing that pain is the frost in the winter
Circle of tyrants, rocking the inverded crossed
Blood em, two in your face
Get erased, out
Spikes out for dish rags, keep em on the hit like shit
You don't it fag
Your left in the bubble covered, we'll shoot up
bent, like breathing rubber
So be
Lucifer's the invocation of my demon brother

[Ill
Splattered in blood, fathom my thoughts patterns with
visions cadavers ravaged 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 battle
Big butcher knives, you fucking
Get your fucking face from your cabbage
Tangled and gored on top, half of you're body off the door
and splash your organs across the floor
Its death.. when the slug hit the bullet vest
I took from the police..man I blew off his head
We knights of serving Satan's sadists
God is an
You idiots, your bitches give brain to us
yourself, the altar of sacrifice
We criminally insane, escape form
up cocaine
Don't try it, its Ill Bill, the gourmet of violence
my brain to science, vacationing insane asylums

[Captain
Come on come all to my of carnage
Where I'll.. slice and dice and peal off your shell like an
I'm too not to be nice
I nail you like Christ you'll pay the price
I'll put on ice
For prepare for the separation
Of your foundation so come get frown basted
In hot sauce I'll roasted you like hot on an open fire
I'm a like Myer
But admire the entire picture
Because I hang you like
So when you the mixture
Use extreme caution, because it only one portion
To perform an with the steel that I force in
You feel lost you get tossed in the bottomless gorge
The heroin horde got guns and swords swords swords