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

Yo, I'm a dead corpse
Crawling out the dirt, on some zombie
Aiming for your neck to bite the flesh where the 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 flesh is sort of
be begging someone 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
Just shoving a in you
Who the fuck you to?
Im pure death in a flesh, I'll arrange a for you
My packing status, got you shook
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
Learn what I said
Im mushing your peeps, and I'm you deep
Beneath, with the deceased, rest in

[Mr.
I.. injure you with crews
Contemplate what's in to do, with Satan
Cause his decision too
a sword like ghost dog
Leaving blood and gore
So disgusting that your corpse is not in most morgues
So and decrypted kid, the maggots rejected it
I it in the sea and killed all life except for squid (What)
the wrong path, deviated by demons
While you mother fuckers inegreated by semen
Lure you into my web check the code the is red
Then look for you to find you in the mortuary
Fill my clip the lead put the biscuit to the head
After I ripped you up to I'll take a sip of what you bled
Don't ever try and hawk I don't wanna talk
Ill the kind of sport the way you catch a tommahawk
Open up your skull, fragmets to the ground
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 the clip
It's how we decorate your coffin, send me the clit
We celebrate with Henney blood that render me sick
Whatever ya fix, get with the milley of chrome
Rap Vinny Jones, I dissatach, from the bone
And ate the last
K-ed out on
Health nut, crush up my germ
Chase it heroine
Guerilla biscuits, your windpipes into splinters
Another thing that causes pain is the frost in the
of tyrants, rocking the inverded 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 don't it fag
Your left in the bubble covered, shoot up fair
State bent, like rubber
So be
Lucifer's rising the invocation of my brother

Bill]
Splattered in blood, fathom my patterns with drugs
Morbid visions ravaged by maggots and bugs
Beetles crawling out of your eyes
Puss pouring out of mouth on top of dry vomit
Billions of bags, blood drenched battle fields
Big knives, you fucking 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 bullet vest
I from the police..man after I blew off his head
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
up cocaine
Don't try it, its Ill Bill, the gourmet of violence
Donate my brain to science, insane asylums

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