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

Yo, I'm a dead corpse
Crawling out the dirt, on zombie shit
Aiming for your neck to bite the 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, flesh is sort of blue
be begging someone to pull me off of you
When I'm stabbing you, I offered you a chance to
You'll understand when you bleed
no talking to you
Just a fork in you
Who the fuck you to?
Im death in a flesh, I'll arrange a coffin for you
My knife packing status, got you
A lot of will respect my rep
Step, kid I advise you not to
Turn your head, or you'll up dead
Put you asleep a burning bed
Learn from what I
Im mushing your peeps, and I'm squishing you
Beneath, the deceased, rest in peace

[Mr.
I.. injure you ninja crews
Contemplate what's in to do, negotiate with
it's his decision too
Hold a like ghost dog
Leaving blood and gore
So disgusting that corpse is not allowed in most morgues
So jagged and decrypted kid, the maggots it
I it in the sea and killed all life except for squid (What)
the wrong path, deviated by demons
While you faggot mother inegreated by semen
Lure you into my web check the code the is red
Then look for you to find you in the dead
my clip with the lead put the biscuit 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 sport the way you catch a
Open up skull, fragmets fall to the ground
a toke and sniff a pull now your drawn to the sound

Thugs cry blood, supported by the hemp and the
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 blood shakes render me sick
Whatever ya fix, get fitted with the milley of
Rap Vinny Jones, I dissatach, snatch the bone
And ate the witnesses
K-ed out on
Health nut, crush up my wheat
Chase it with
Guerilla biscuits, busting windpipes into splinters
Another thing causes pain is the frost in the winter
Circle of tyrants, the inverded crossed iced-out
Blood from em, two in face
Get erased, out
Spikes out for dish rags, keep em on the hit shit bags
You want it fag
left in the bubble covered, we'll shoot up fair
State bent, like breathing
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 out of your eyes sockets
Puss pouring out of mouth on top of dry vomit
of body bags, blood drenched battle fields
Big butcher knives, you fucking
Get fucking face erased from your cabbage
Tangled and on top, half of you're body hanging off the door
Spasm and splash your organs across the
Its death.. the slug hit the bullet proof vest
I took the police..man after I blew off his head
We knights of serving Satan's sadists
God is an
You fucking idiots, your bitches brain to us
yourself, the altar of sacrifice
We criminally insane, form Bellview
Sniffing up
even try it, its Ill Bill, the gourmet of violence
Donate my brain to science, vacationing asylums

Carnage]
Come on all to my carnival of carnage
Where I'll.. slice and dice and peal off your shell like an
I'm too precise not to be
I nail you like you'll pay twice 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 you like hot dogs on an open fire
I'm a like Myer
But don't the entire picture
Because I you like fixture
So when you enter the
Use extreme caution, it only takes one portion
To perform an with the steel that I force in
You feel lost you get tossed in the bottomless gorge
The horde got guns and swords swords swords swords