Luyện nghe bài hát Ed Gein

Hold up here he come
ass nigga!
Help me drag him to the
Psh, heavy ass
Alright me lift him in the trunk
ass nigga!
on
Let's

up behind the wheel, fuck
Rising up in the night on an ill one
Remind me to turn a blind eye like a one
Do or die hit 'em by a mile high with a gun
The night has
No it no re-run,
this live when I'm in the
building you get with the sickness
In the cut I it up and take another hit before I get vicious
The in the dark unleashing
and they coming to me with the witches
Leaving no
spliff with the Brainsick after dark
Shootin' shit up out the water bottle when I put a in your car
Fo' fifth hocus [?]
up with the pow pow give a shoutout to Bizarre
Sick when I'm with the mask on Michael
Walk in full of hate, Norman Bates psycho
Come out in the night, time better get rifle
Spin ten times and you let it off when I pull the blindfold
When I'm up in Colorado [?] me the weed
Hit the homie baby Louis up in the foreign roll up on the beat
He told me that he got some on
the abouts of all the enemies
So I pull up on him with the heater
out the talking 'bout "you remember me?"
To keep it all the way G, I done did it since I had a pager
Middle in the night I come into your house looking for paper
Anything to pursue money, even taking DVD players
And I going home until a nigga hit up another hundred capers
I'm a god, that's that Manson
Mob, but I got a time for your
better be fine are they dancing
Nigga like Night got no time for your dancing
Murder 'em them is a
Grew up and I really had trust
Plus I really come into your home invading your space
Any minute they gon' find that they up in a dark room with the
Time to run away from the demon then I put somebodies on my face
Ed

Nature of man to do the things he did to person
In sight scattered throughout the
was a ghastly array of human remains
It's so macabre, so bizarre, so deviant, we can't look away
His name was Ed

this that
Ed Gein on Halloween, I'm
I everybody up on the
microphone and murder in real life
this that
Ed on Halloween, I'm Brainsick
I murder up on the
microphone and murder in real life
this that
Ed on Halloween, I'm Brainsick
I murder up on the
microphone and murder in real life
this that
Ed on Halloween, I'm Brainsick
I everybody up on the
microphone and murder in real life

Ed Gein on I'm Brainsick
They be on the phone,
but everytime I meet 'em don't even say shit
Knowing single word get up on
my nerves, and I be face lifts
Make an incision off a wrong
now you 'round this buildin faceless
Take this, to the [?] head, [?]
How the you want my trust when I
don't trust the mother fuckers on my team
Darkness come any minute [?]
[?] it sicker maybe it's the Brainsick in me
You one of the ones, fuck that,
you ain't the only one a loaded gun
trust you with my life,
always had you up on my side even when I'm one
up at the Jurassic Park with the T-Rex, you ain't knowin' one
Give a couple bitches,
took him out the couldn't even say I owe you one
But that's a different [?], get all big headed
I beat the shit up out a
not like a fuckin' diss record
You the type of nigga run away and then cry to the detective
And I'm the one to be cramped up in a hotel just
Bodies hangin' in the corner with the and yes I am a fiend
Put a [?]
[?]
And all the wicked type of shit
that you muthafuckas saw in dream
I mean, cut 'em up a wallpaper with your titties
trip if I'm all out we can go out get plenty
Hang out with brains out with the bang no chiddy
Then walk up on him in the broad day in a hallway the 50
Get me, but I [?] trippy,
I shot through your dickies,
but I [?] shitty, But I'm not so so
But you run around with chest out on super thug
them niggas be like fuck that, so what I been shot before
Turn your leg into a lamp; I'm o Shit
Hoe lookin' like an alien type tramp; bitch
Beat off, cut your off for fun
And trust you don't really want with the one
Ed

Nigga that
Ed on Halloween, I'm Brainsick
I murder up on the
microphone and everybody in real life
this that
Ed Gein on Halloween, I'm
I murder up on the
microphone and murder everybody in real
Nigga this
Ed on Halloween, I'm Brainsick
I murder up on the
microphone and murder everybody in real
Nigga that
Ed Gein on Halloween, I'm
I everybody up on the
and murder everybody in real life

Investigators were completely and appalled to discover this
incredible of human body objects. Uh,
and among the things they were bowls
that had been made from the tops of skulls
And then found what looked like trinkets,
but it was like a string of from breasts, all on a string
They found a shade pole was made from a set of of women's lips
And they had found other parts there.
you'd go out into what would be
like a living room and found furniture
A shade that was made out of human
skin, a chairs we upholstered in human skin
They found masks,
Gein had apparently flayed the from the heads of victims and
preserve them and stuffed with
paper and them on the wall as decorations
Hanging from the rafters, down,
with her off and gutted like a deer
His name was Ed