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

Yo, I'm like a dead
Crawling out the dirt, on some shit
for your neck to bite the flesh where the veins connect
My brains incorrect, you in a sec
My raps are like in a decksotenic intellect
Slaughters you, I got for you
Gore for you, your flesh is of blue
You'll be begging to pull me off of you
When I'm stabbing you, I you a chance to leave
only understand when you bleed
There's no to you
shoving a fork in you
Who the fuck you 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 your head, or you'll up dead
Put you asleep inside a bed
Learn what I said
Im mushing peeps, and I'm squishing you deep
Beneath, with the deceased, in peace

[Mr.
I.. injure you with ninja
Contemplate what's in to do, with Satan
it's his decision too
Hold a sword like dog
Leaving and gross gore
So disgusting your corpse is not allowed in most morgues
So and decrypted kid, the maggots rejected it
I dumped it in the sea and killed all life for squid (What)
Walk the wrong path, deviated by
While you faggot mother fuckers by semen
you into my web check the code the boys is red
Then look for you to find you in the dead
Fill my with the lead put the biscuit to the head
I ripped you up to shreds I'll take a sip of what you bled
Don't ever try and hawk I don't wanna talk
Ill play the kind of sport the way you a tommahawk
Open up skull, fragmets fall to the ground
Take a toke and sniff a pull now drawn to the sound

Thugs cry blood, by the hemp and the guns
Y'all tempt me to flip, so morbid when I the clip
It's awful how we your coffin, send me the clit
We celebrate with Henney blood shakes render me sick
Whatever ya fix, get fitted the milley of chrome
Rap Vinny Jones, I dissatach, from the bone
And ate the last
out on medicine
Health nut, crush up my germ
Chase it with
Guerilla biscuits, your windpipes into splinters
Another thing causes pain is the frost in the winter
Circle of tyrants, rocking the inverded crossed
Blood from em, two in your
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, we'll shoot up
State bent, breathing rubber
So be
Lucifer's rising the invocation of my demon

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

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