Luyện nghe bài hát Heinous

[Shaggy 2
I step 1, (ahh) 2, (ahh) across the creaky
Spill fuckin' blood then I'm out the back door
little trinkets, fingernails and pieces of skin
It's all for my rituals of milk mixed with gin
Stir it gulp it down my eyes roll back
I'm chasin' that dragon but more like a hatchet attack
I'm peekin' through pickin' out the next clueless one
My fingers dig into her what have I done

Madrox:]
I sleep on a bed of sharpened and toss and turn until I bleed
I eat from the bread of chosen a thousand ghosts alive in me
I'm heinous everything I do is odious
I'm tired of the normalcy total my focus
I notice that the knife are spellin out a name
To the average mother I can be a little extreme
So I the bloody corset and then light it for the emphasis
Try to call me sick but I'm seein' a specialist

So you wanna murder ya'll
right
And you murder them
That's
You should a hit of this ya'll
Why? Once they're they're not comin' back

Ya Dead Homie:]
Death is when you on the other end
With ya beaten by the wrong side of the ball ping (hammer)
Blood out from the split up to my ankles in it
All over and grip and so it slips
Discarded for the use of a crowbar
To the of the courier who is forever scarred
The I inflict is often described as heinous
My history about it spreads out to leave nameless

Child:]
Now ya shell shocked from all the blood ya saw
the walls and does surround you and it spreads to the halls
It's even from the ceiling inside
You get feeling that the criminal's still creepin'
because I'm right behind you
Groin to gullet from your stomach to mullet
Split ya clean like and let ya neighbors know what done it
America's most wanted for crimes humanity
Heinous and the is formin the insanity

So you wanna this ya'll
That's
And you wanna murder
right
You should take a hit of this
Why? Once they're dead they're not comin'

So you wanna murder ya'll
right
And you murder them
That's
ooo ooo
Why? Once they're dead they're not comin'

J:]
The you callin' wicked is for kids and cheerleaders
This heinous shit right is for demonous flesh eaters
rainin' blood in my bedroom a wet and bloody red
Snakes slither through my in and out of my head
Got dent in this back a violent panick
and demonaclly I'm manic depressed
I'll stick an axe in yo
I'll kick some in yo neck
I'll beat you into chunks you was in a plane wreck heinously

So you wanna murder ya'll
right
And you wanna them
right
You should take a hit of ya'll
Why? they're dead they're not comin' back

So you murder this ya'll
right
And you wanna them
That's
ooo ooo
Why? they're dead they're not comin' back
ooo ooo

ooo ooo
Once dead they're not comin' back
ooo ooo

ooo ooo
Once they're dead they're not back