Luyện nghe bài hát Frank Zito

(Clip From "Maniac")

I've conducted extensive
now enery is corrupted,offensive to the church,
destructive, worse.
You've been by sentences in each
verse featured to suck you into a world invented to see you bleed first. My brutal is running through your mind stabbing up the cerebrum, down to the spine
Cut up the region.
My represents the worst reality,
ever since a kid I rocked a mentality.
I no apologies for my biology.
Don't follow me not qualified to have my qualities.
Your disqualified get no equality.
homocide equals Necro's psychology.
I'm the Leading authority in subjects beatings
that will leave you orally, a part of me is obsessed.
A major would have been an end to me I was meant to be an independantly runned entity.
I got the illest mind choreded like phylis illes spine,
38 serial killers combined.
It takes one individual act to to for kicken a miserable rap its a pitiful fact.
get visibly hacked into shreds, left for dead, gushing from your head with a pair of scissors attached.
Its wizadry, the way you dissapear from the earth physically, up exquisitly. Smothered up with pillows militantly.
You see you as quiet as can be is the key.
I obtained a sick brain, the streets of Brooklyn with the need to inflict pain.
Ill
I smile for the cameras like Berkowitz, you can't interpret this, murderous, stab you in the perfect fit.
I slice percise like a wrist, another verse that slips
into the grips of the and sick.
There's nothing than this.
There's nothing more horrifying people with the thirst for piss and feces like GG Allo and German chicks.
Imagine a before person flips.
A minuet later your strangled with the blue face and lips.
Leaving you lying on the cold floor, open, found you bloated a week later, reekin' of foul odour.
Fuck the scriptures, we sacrilegiously sacrifice you in the name of Satan and take pictures.
My labratories bottle nosed.
Its too late if you just noticed that you've 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 isn't Uncle its psychological.
Lots of guns, of ghouls, got a casa full.
We the reason why docters report at the hospital.