Luyện nghe bài hát Heinous

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

Madrox:]
I sleep on a bed of sharpened knives and toss and turn until I
I eat from the bread of chosen a thousand ghosts alive in me
Wickedly I'm heinous I do is odious
I'm tired of the normalcy total my focus
I notice that the wounds are spellin out a name
To the mother fucker 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 wanna murder
right
You should take a hit of ya'll
Why? they're dead they're not comin' back

[Blaze Ya Dead
is imminent when you on the other end
With ya skull beaten by the wrong side of the ping (hammer)
Blood out from the split up to my ankles in it
All over hammer and grip and so it
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 them

[Monoxide
Now ya shell shocked from all the blood ya saw
Stainin' the walls and does surround you and it to the halls
It's even drippin' from the ceiling
You get this that the criminal's still creepin'
That's because I'm right you
to gullet from your stomach to your mullet
Split ya clean like cantaloupe and let ya neighbors what done it
America's most for crimes against humanity
and the evil is formin the insanity

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

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

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

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

So you wanna murder this
That's
And you wanna them
That's
ooo ooo
Why? Once they're they're not comin' back
ooo ooo

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

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