Luyện nghe bài hát Ed Gein

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

Drunked up behind the wheel,
Rising up in the time on an ill one
Remind me to turn a blind eye like a one
Do or die hit 'em by a mile with a steel gun
The has begun
No it no re-run,
this shit live I'm in the
building you get high the sickness
In the cut I roll it up and another hit before I get vicious
The monster in the unleashing
and they coming to me with the witches
Leaving no
Blaze spliff with the Brainsick after
Shootin' shit up out the water bottle I put a hollow in your car
Fo' fifth pocus [?]
Walk up with the pow pow give a to Bizarre
Sick when I'm with the on like Michael
Walk in full of hate, Norman Bates type
Come out in the night, time get your rifle
Spin around ten and you let it off when I pull the blindfold
When I'm up in Colorado [?] me the weed
Hit the homie baby pull up in the foreign roll up on the beat
He told me he got some info on
the where of all the enemies
So I up on him with the heater hanging
out the talking 'bout "you remember me?"
To keep it all the way G, I done did it ever I had a pager
Middle in the night I come into your house looking for fucking
Anything to pursue money, even taking DVD players
And I going home until a nigga hit up another hundred capers
I'm a god, nigga that's Manson
Mob, but I got a for your ransom
Nine be fine are they dancing
like Suge Night got no time for your dancing
Murder 'em them is a
Grew up and I never had trust
Plus I will really come into your invading your space
Any minute they gon' find they up in a dark room with the fiend
Time to run away from the then I put somebodies skin on my face
Ed

of man to do the things he did to that person
In plain sight scattered the
house was a array of human remains
It's so macabre, so bizarre, so deviant, that we look away
His was Ed Gein

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

Ed Gein on Halloween I'm
be woofin' on the phone,
but everytime I meet 'em don't even say shit
Knowing every single get up on
my nerves, and I be face lifts
an incision off a wrong decision
now you 'round this buildin faceless
Take this, to the [?] head, [?]
How the you want my trust when I
don't trust the fuckers on my damn team
Darkness finna any minute [?]
[?] make it sicker maybe the Brainsick in me
You one of the only ones, that,
you ain't the only one a loaded gun
Wouldn't trust you my life,
always had you up on my even when I'm rollin' one
Raised up at the Jurassic Park with the T-Rex, you ain't one
Give a couple bitches,
him out the ditches couldn't even say I owe you one
But that's a different [?], get all big headed
I beat the up out a perpetrator
not boring a fuckin' diss record
You the type of nigga that'll run away and cry to the detective
And I'm the one to be cramped up in a just suspected
Bodies in the corner with the marijuana and yes I am a fiend
Put a [?]
[?]
And doin' all the wicked type of
that you saw in your dream
I mean, cut 'em up make a wallpaper with your
Don't if I'm all out we can go out get plenty
Hang out with out with the bang bang no chiddy
Then walk up on him in the broad day in a with 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
Like them niggas be like fuck that, so I been shot before
Turn leg into a lamp; I'm o Ralphy Shit
Hoe lookin' like an alien type tramp; bitch
off, cut your feet off for fun
And trust you really want none with the one
Ed

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

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