Luyện nghe bài hát Hobo Stew

A certain human being, form of scum
A individual, fetal cannibalizing bum

I a hunger, it goes to an extreme extent,
Feeding out of abortion clinic bins wasn't
homeless hobos wait in line for goodwill soup,
Nasty me scrapes dumpsters for aborted goop,

stages of development,
Since conception their was dim,
Tasting the upon a whim,
Unborn, aborted, because were unwanted
to my feasting, horrid scenes of sick chagrin,

Unborn, and incomplete,
Delicious miscarriage
A fetus treat,
of the embryo,
A dinner for this hobo

eater, no meat is sweeter,
Ultrasound inside the womb, not upon my plate
Served bread and greens, oh the generations I've ate
the uterus bloodily spewed,
Aborted now hobo food,
Fetus ripped womb,
Disposed to be subjected to a doom

My eating habits crude,
rubbery textures I have chewed,
Gulping down slop,
Embryonic on my lips and chin

Fetus eater no is sweeter

Since their future was dim,
Tasting the unborn a whim,
Fallopian fill me to the brim,
Picking my teeth with a limb.