Luyện nghe bài hát Heinous

[Shaggy 2
I 1, (ahh) 2, (ahh) across the creaky floor
Spill some blood then I'm out the back door
little trinkets, fingernails and pieces of skin
It's all for my rituals of cold milk mixed gin
Stir it together gulp it down my eyes roll
I'm chasin' dragon but it's more like a hatchet attack
I'm peekin' through windows pickin' out the next one
My fingers dig into her what have 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 everything I do is
I'm tired of the normalcy total my focus
I notice that the knife wounds are out a name
To the average 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 this ya'll
right
And you wanna them
right
You should a hit of this ya'll
Why? Once they're they're not comin' back

[Blaze Ya Dead
Death is when you on the other end
With ya beaten by the wrong side of the ball ping (hammer)
Blood pours out from the split up to my 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 terror I is often described as heinous
My about it spreads out to leave them nameless

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

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

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

J:]
The shit you callin' wicked is for kids and
This heinous right here is for demonous flesh eaters
It's blood in my bedroom a wet and bloody red
slither through my earholes in and out of my head
Got dent in this back a panick attack
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 like you was in a wreck heinously

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

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

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

ooo ooo
Once dead they're not comin' back