Luyện nghe bài hát Meat Cleaver

(What's that)
Myzery(Word up)
Twiztid(Yeah)
And the Insane Clown Posse(Know I'm sayin?)
a 50 foot Voltron on your ass
Your worst nightmares couldn't fuck this
Run that
I'm rollin with the
Make a move, and shit gets
Leavin in caskets
Or wrapped in plastic
we psychosomatic and schitzophrenic lunatics
Holding my balls we
engulfs the tip of my dick
We sick bitch, run and tell a friend
in at the beginning
Means of the of the end
The world dealt me a healthy of pain and lies
And you can see the hate in my eyes it's no
It ain't shit bitch that
claiming they paid
They even handle they weed tax
I leave tracks a needle
You as the 5th Beetle
Fuck a B on a
Toledo like a trooper, What?
Leaving your in a stuper, What?
Fuck a Smith and I can grab the luger, What?
And right before I ya
I snap your back I was Lex Luger
Chronic abuser (Wooooo!)
As we capitalize and enterprise scenes
Money motivated, goal, and a
Martin Luther King
Hesitaters pause while we crack their
Swooping over they town like Super (Woo Woo!)
I roll with Bones and it's on that
Making suckers spasm so they lungs collapse
the sound
Something'that your worst nightmares fuck with
to duck bitch
Cause I'm with a meat cleaver

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

(Chorus)
From the NY come Myzery the invasion
Minority and plotting retaliation
Suffocating dirty cats, player
Gats we
Skullys and army
out of psychopathic
I got a so stack the ammo in the trunk
The word is that town we don't front
the blunt, give em what they want
Psycho thugs, slugs
in la cabesa
Get rides in ce pasa
Destination para mi caco
There without
slowly the deracho
There go long acho
My shit is
For you
wounded badly
Move before they bag me
Being down this dark alley
I'm a ass
Minority hollering I
I pulled out my
And carved it in him like a
Now to the ride floor it corpses
No
Psychopathic and Spanish side we forces

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

Myzery(I gun powder)

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

Zunga bunga goo bo
my Ugandan voodoo flow
You know what it meant
Til the next day you up
With your dick in your butt
I might grab your face, twist neck,
And let it go (Brrrrraaah)
And Shaggy climbs up my back
And we attack and hit ya a 10 foot ninja(Ninja!)
I paint my face a clown
Other times I paint it 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 killa molester
Naww, I'm just your balls a bit
J who's into that shit (Yeah, fuck you)
And if you get lippy
I'll your lips out and call you skippy (Hehe)
The bottom is we twisted like Sam Kinison's back
After the car

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

(Chorus x5)