Luyện nghe bài hát Meat Cleaver

(What's that)
Myzery(Word up)
Twiztid(Yeah)
And the Clown Posse(Know what I'm sayin?)
Forming a 50 Voltron on your ass
Your worst nightmares couldn't with this
Run that
I'm with the Psychopathic
Make a move, and shit drastic
Leavin in caskets
Or wrapped in plastic
Cause we psychosomatic and schitzophrenic
my balls we know
Which the tip of my dick
We real sick bitch, run and a friend
in at the beginning
Means of the of the end
The world me a healthy hand of pain and lies
And you can see the hate in my eyes no surprise
It ain't shit bitch that
Suckers claiming they
They even handle they weed tax
I leave tracks a needle
You as the 5th Beetle
Fuck a B on a
Rockin like a trooper, What?
your conscience in a stuper, What?
Fuck a Smith and Wesson I can the luger, What?
And before I shoot ya
I snap your back I was Lex Luger
weed abuser (Wooooo!)
As we capitalize and music scenes
motivated, goal, and a dream
Like Martin Luther
Hesitaters pause while we crack jaws
Swooping over town like Super Balls (Woo Woo!)
I roll with Bones and on like that
Making suckers spasm so hard lungs collapse
the sound
Something'that your nightmares couldn't fuck with
Prepare to duck
Cause I'm runnin' with a meat

(Chorus)
Runnin a meat cleaver, yo!
And if you it the name is Twiztid
with a meat cleaver, yo!
Boriqua, Myzery, la isla
with a meat cleaver, yo!
Shaggs and J, Clown Posse
with a meat cleaver, yo!

(Chorus)
From the NY come Myzery the red-eyed
Minority and plotting retaliation
Suffocating cats, player hatin
Gats we
Skullys and army
Headed out of
I got a plan so the ammo in the trunk
The is that down town we don't front
Spark the blunt, give em what they
thugs, loaded slugs
Loco in la
Get away in ce pasa
Destination mi caco pato
There without
Cock the deracho
go that long acho
My is jammed
For you
wounded badly
Move before they bag me
Being chased down dark alley
I'm a ass
Minority hollering I
I pulled out my
And it in him like a mansana
Now back to the ride floor it
No
and Spanish side we joining forces

(Chorus)
Runnin a meat cleaver, yo!
And if you missed it the is Twiztid
Runnin a meat cleaver, yo!
Boriqua, Myzery, la isla
Runnin a meat cleaver, yo!
and J, Insane Clown Posse
Runnin with a cleaver, yo!

Myzery(I gun powder)

And the loco Insane Clown Posse (I raisins)
Psychopathic
siempre!
I smell my head hurts
Cause my brain is cursed by voodoo
My turns blue and I start to shake
My tongue out like a snake

Zunga hooly goo bo
my Ugandan voodoo flow
You know what it meant
Til the next day you up
With your dick in your homies
I might grab your face, twist neck,
And let it go (Brrrrraaah)
And then Shaggy climbs up my
And we attack and hit ya like a 10 ninja(Ninja!)
I paint my like a clown
Other times I it like Sting and come down
The rafters up at the mall and old folks to the ropes
And chop throats (Woooo!)
But I no wrestler
I'm a serial murderous molester
Naww, I'm juggalin your balls a bit
J who's into that shit (Yeah, fuck you)
And if you wanna get
stretch your lips out and call you skippy (Hehe)
The line is we twisted like Sam Kinison's back
the car wreck

(Chorus)
Runnin with a cleaver, yo!
And if you missed it the name is
Runnin with a cleaver, yo!
Boriqua, Myzery, la isla
Runnin with a cleaver, yo!
and J, Insane Clown Posse
Runnin with a cleaver, yo!

(Chorus x5)