Luyện nghe bài hát Frank Zito

(Clip movie "Maniac")

I've conducted extensive
now verse is corrupted,offensive to the church,
destructive, worse.
You've been instructed by sentences in
verse featured to suck you into a world invented to see you first. My brutal rhyme is running through your mind stabbing up the cerebrum, down to the spine
Cut up the region.
My personality represents the reality,
since a kid I rocked a reverse mentality.
I no apologies for my biology.
Don't follow me not qualified to have my qualities.
disqualified you'll get no equality.
Senseless homocide equals psychology.
I'm the Leading authority in subjects like
will leave you bleeding orally, a part of me is obsessed.
A major label would have been an end to me I was meant to be an runned entity.
I got the mind it's choreded like phylis illes spine,
like 38 serial combined.
It takes one individual act to murder to for kicken a rap its a pitiful fact.
You'll get visibly hacked into shreds, left for dead, gushing from your head a pair of scissors attached.
Its wizadry, the way you dissapear from the earth physically, covered up exquisitly. Smothered up pillows militantly.
You see you dying as as can be is the key.
I a sick brain, from the streets of Brooklyn with the need to inflict pain.
Ill
I smile for the cameras Berkowitz, you can't interpret this, murderous, stab you in the face perfect fit.
I slice percise like a surgeon's wrist, verse that slips
into the grips of the and sick.
There's worse than this.
There's nothing more horrifying than people with the thirst for piss and like GG Allo and German chicks.
Imagine a before person flips.
A minuet later your strangled with the face and purple lips.
you lying on the cold floor, mouth open, found you bloated a week later, reekin' of foul odour.
Fuck the fake scriptures, we sacrilegiously you in the name of Satan and take pictures.
My labratories bottle nosed.
Its too late if you just noticed that been followed home.Look into my eyes, hollow holed, Ill Bill, cold-blooded demon fronm hell without a soul.
I'm responsible for managing the impossible, if it Uncle Howie its psychological.
Lots of guns, of ghouls, got a casa full.
We the why docters will report at the hospital.