Luyện nghe bài hát Garbage Bag '94

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

When it comes to pain I'm creative
gonna need a saditive when you get tortured by this fucking native
My animosity for a female never
So I hang you to die - on two hooks your fucking tits (*Echoed*
OWWWW!)
Nigga you get jooxed with a
And me and my homeboys dig in your stomach and take the lice
Termites and get chewed
My cuts your cranium open to get to your brain for food (Tasty!)
You get buried in dry mud when you suffocate in the high
When I'm sad I cry blood (*Crying*)
Then I eat kneecaps and shins, when I look into your eyes make you
up your organs
Plus, you'll cringe - when you get pinched my siringe
fall asleep and become chow for my flesh eating binge
Then I go to a Bordello, open up the mouth of each and dismiss the
liquid yellow
And the backside of each I'll be arching - I'm like a soldier
from the dead Storm Trooping in Monschau
Here's another for spite
My drill bit through the left side of your 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 with

I got a bag wit'chya name written on it (4X)

Motherfucker!
Kill yourself is what you do
Cause I'll make you go through, terror than the terror that Bobbit's
gone
And if you're down with that bullshit Nazi lie
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 fucking memory, of your death I savor, so I your fuckin' brains
in for flavor
And cook up, a spectacular
It's funny, even in the winter time I find there's flesh
And when you I thought what a pity, that you had to die with
goin' through your tittie (Hah!)
And I like, all of fish, so I'm soona
Sharpen my blade, and my knife up your bitches tuna
The of the day, I caught a big one
of the body, grab the shovel for graves and dig one son
And hop inside it, take a dead corpse and rot it
Trust me, it's great - I've it!

I got cholesteral cause I eat human fried
Niggas get buried at the beach then drowned at the
So to choke, make you sell your fuckin' soul
My Challacal 22 turned the asshole charcoal
I pull out, in public
I get sick, and put a fuck in the dump quick
They and prick, the murdered (D-d-d-d-don't kill me!)
I never confess never the bodies, George Estaciano couldn't even guess
I'm here forever, yeah like a scar
I sortet guts in my gourmet appetar
Cause I grin when I sin, I'll your fuckin' skin
I stick big fuckin' knives in rotting abdomen
Dead man, your bodies chopped up in ten different
A million cockroaches eat your ribs
And I got teeth, I got tonsils, and
I got arteries, and blood filled 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 heated so I in ice
I'm God's gift to the Devil, so me the human sacrifice
The nigga that objected to your marriage
And I'm foul like a dead fetus in a
My tanto is always sharp, never dull
The Vietnam veteran got a plate in his skull
Plus, I stick my in, your guts I ninjugated
Put a screw in your head Eddie from Iron Maiden
And, in a of blood is where Necro swims
I got stains on my timbs, I'm steppin' on your severed
There's no to discuss, the scab filled with puss
Guns 'R Us (*Gun cock*), so bury me and my
Then I'm on fuckin' hearts, and parts get torn
The Angel of Death the first born, with the blood from a lamb
The Pentogram is on your grave, I'm a type of nigga Jesus could save
Cause I'm out fresh, fresher then David Koresh
I chop up and then recycle there flesh

necro your soul nigga DIE

Necrophiliac
black
Necrophiliac
I'ma fuck corpse