Luyện nghe bài hát Frank Zito

(Clip movie "Maniac")

I've extensive research
now verse is corrupted,offensive to the church,
destructive, worse.
You've been instructed by in each
verse featured to suck you into a world invented to see you bleed first. My brutal rhyme is 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 a reverse mentality.
I no apologies for my biology.
follow me your not qualified to have my qualities.
Your disqualified get no equality.
Senseless homocide equals psychology.
I'm the Leading authority in subjects like
that leave you bleeding orally, a part of me is obsessed.
A major label would have an end to me I was meant to be an independantly runned entity.
I got the illest mind it's choreded phylis illes spine,
38 serial killers combined.
It takes one individual act to murder to for a miserable rap its a pitiful fact.
You'll get visibly hacked into shreds, left for dead, gushing from your head with a pair of 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, from the streets of Brooklyn the need to inflict pain.
Ill
I smile for the cameras like Berkowitz, you can't interpret this, murderous, stab you in the face fit.
I slice percise like a surgeon's wrist, another verse slips
the grips of the peverse and sick.
There's nothing worse this.
There's nothing more horrifying than people with the thirst for piss and feces GG Allo and German chicks.
Imagine a minuet before flips.
A minuet later strangled with the blue face and purple lips.
Leaving you lying on the cold floor, mouth open, found you bloated a later, reekin' of foul odour.
Fuck the fake scriptures, we sacrilegiously sacrifice you in the name of Satan and pictures.
My labratories bottle nosed.
Its too late if you just noticed that you've been 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 Howie its psychological.
Lots of guns, lots of ghouls, got a full.
We the why docters will report at the hospital.