Luyện nghe bài hát Garbage Bag '94

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

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

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

Motherfucker!
Kill is what you should do
Cause I'll make you go through, terror than the terror that Bobbit's
gone
And if you're with that bullshit Nazi lie talk
Nigga wake up with your fucking dick on the sidewalk
You're castrated dry and left over skins
So get stomped bloodless, by heartless pedestrians
Every fucking memory, of death I savor, so I soak your fuckin' brains
in blood for
And cook up, a spectacular
It's funny, even in the winter I find there's flesh appeal
And when you died I thought what a pity, that you had to die
electricity goin' through tittie (Hah!)
And I like, all types of fish, so I'm
Sharpen my blade, and stick my 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
me, it's great - I've tried it!

I got cholesteral cause I eat human fried
get buried at the beach then drowned at the tide
So to choke, I'll you sell your fuckin' soul
My Challacal 22 the asshole into charcoal
I pull out, machetes in
I get sick, and put a dead fuck in the quick
They stutter and prick, the (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 forever a scar
I sortet your guts in my appetar
Cause I grin when I sin, wear your fuckin' skin
I stick big fuckin' knives in your abdomen
man, your bodies chopped up in ten different cribs
A million motherfuckin' eat your ribs
And I got teeth, I got tonsils, and
I got arteries, and blood maggots in my lungs
So motherfuck saliva, I got glands
I'm so I eat human guts with my hands
And as it stands, I'm heated so I in ice
I'm God's gift to the Devil, so call me the human
The nigga that objected to your marriage
And I'm like a dead fetus in a miscarriage
My tanto knife is always sharp, never
The veteran got a metal plate in his skull
Plus, I my blade in, your guts I ninjugated
Put a screw in your head like Eddie Iron Maiden
And, in a pool of blood is Necro swims
I got on my timbs, I'm steppin' on your severed limbs
There's no need to discuss, the scab filled with
Guns 'R Us (*Gun cock*), so me and my sarcophagus
I'm on fuckin' hearts, and body parts get torn
The Angel of Death kills the first born, with the blood a lamb
The Pentogram is on your grave, I'm a type of nigga could never save
I'm coughin' out fresh, fresher then David Koresh
I chop up niggas and then there flesh

necro owns your nigga DIE

Necrophiliac
Necrophiliac
Necrophiliac
fuck your corpse