Luyện nghe bài hát Garbage Bag '94

Err my hand is steady
So bitch are you ready, to get dick chopped off with a machete

it comes to inflicting pain I'm creative
You're gonna need a when you get tortured by this fucking native
My animosity for a female never
So I hang you to die - on two hooks through fucking tits (*Echoed*
OWWWW!)
you get jooxed with a spike
And me and my dig in your stomach and take the posse lice
Termites and cockroaches get
My knife cuts cranium open to get to your brain for food (Tasty!)
You get buried in dry mud when you in the high flood
When I'm sad I cry blood (*Crying*)
Then I eat kneecaps and shins, when I into your eyes I'll make you
cough up your
Plus, you'll cringe - when you get pinched my siringe
Then fall asleep and become chow for my eating binge
Then I go to a Bordello, open up the mouth of each bitch and the
thats yellow
And the backside of each cunt be arching - I'm like a soldier
Back the dead Storm Trooping in Monschau
Here's another for spite
My drill bit goes through the left side of face and comes out the right
So out for the army of bugs, it's the blizzard of maggots
So duck down or get covered slugs

I got a garbage bag name written on it (4X)

Motherfucker!
Kill is what you should do
Cause I'll make you go through, more than the terror that Bobbit's
gone
And if down with that bullshit Nazi lie talk
Nigga you'll wake up with your fucking dick on the
castrated dry park and left over skins
So get stomped bloodless, by fuckin' pedestrians
Every memory, of your death I savor, so I soak your fuckin' brains
in blood for
And up, a spectacular meal
It's funny, even in the winter time I find there's appeal
And when you died I thought a pity, that you had to die with
electricity goin' your tittie (Hah!)
And I like, all types of fish, so I'm
Sharpen my blade, and my knife up your bitches tuna
The catch of the day, I a big one
Dispose of the body, grab the shovel for and dig one son
And hop inside it, a dead female corpse and rot it
Trust me, it's great - I've it!

I got cholesteral cause I eat human remains
Niggas get at the beach then drowned at the tide
So to choke, make you sell your fuckin' soul
My Challacal 22 the asshole into charcoal
I pull out, in public
I get sick, and put a dead in the dump quick
They and prick, the murdered (D-d-d-d-don't kill me!)
I never confess never will the bodies, George Estaciano even guess
I'm forever, yeah forever like a scar
I sortet your guts in my gourmet
Cause I grin when I sin, I'll wear fuckin' skin
I stick big fuckin' in your rotting abdomen
Dead man, bodies chopped up in ten different cribs
A million cockroaches eat your ribs
And I got teeth, I got tonsils, and
I got arteries, and filled maggots in my lungs
So motherfuck saliva, I got glands
I'm so uncivilized I eat human with my hands
And as it stands, I'm so I bathe in ice
I'm God's gift to the Devil, so call me the sacrifice
The nigga that objected to your marriage
And I'm foul like a fetus in a miscarriage
My tanto knife is always sharp, dull
The Vietnam veteran got a metal plate in his
Plus, I stick my blade in, guts I ninjugated
Put a screw in your head like Eddie from Maiden
And, in a pool of blood is Necro swims
I got stains on my timbs, I'm steppin' on your limbs
There's no need to discuss, the filled with puss
Guns 'R Us (*Gun cock*), so bury me and my
Then I'm on hearts, and body parts get torn
The Angel of Death kills the born, with the blood from a lamb
The is on your grave, I'm a type of nigga Jesus could never save
Cause I'm coughin' out fresh, fresher David Koresh
I chop up niggas and then recycle flesh

necro your soul nigga DIE

Necrophiliac
Necrophiliac
Necrophiliac
fuck your corpse