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 foot on your ass
Your worst nightmares couldn't fuck this
Run that
I'm rollin with the
Make a move, and gets drastic
Leavin in caskets
Or wrapped in plastic
we psychosomatic and schitzophrenic lunatics
Holding my we know
Which the tip of my dick
We real sick bitch, run and tell a
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 shit bitch believe that
claiming they paid
They can't handle they weed tax
I leave tracks a needle
You as the 5th Beetle
a B on a deedle
Rockin Toledo like a trooper,
Leaving your in a stuper, What?
Fuck a Smith and Wesson I can grab the luger,
And right before I ya
I your back like I was Lex Luger
Chronic abuser (Wooooo!)
As we capitalize and music scenes
motivated, goal, and a dream
Like Luther King
Hesitaters pause while we their jaws
Swooping over town like Super Balls (Woo Woo!)
I with Bones and it's on like that
Making suckers so hard they lungs collapse
the sound
Something'that your worst nightmares fuck with
to duck bitch
Cause I'm runnin' with a cleaver

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

(Chorus)
From the NY come Myzery the invasion
Minority and JumpSteady plotting
Suffocating cats, player hatin
Gats we
and army jackets
Headed out of
I got a plan so the ammo in the trunk
The word is down town we don't front
Spark the blunt, give em what want
Psycho thugs, slugs
in la cabesa
Get rides in ce pasa
Destination para mi caco
There without
slowly the deracho
There go that long
My is jammed
For you
Body's badly
Move before they bag me
Being chased down this dark
I'm a ass
Minority hollering I
I pulled out my
And carved it in him a mansana
Now back to the ride floor it
No
Psychopathic and side we joining forces

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

Myzery(I gun powder)

And the loco Clown Posse (I smell raisins)
Psychopathic
siempre!
I smell garlic my head
Cause my is cursed by voodoo wizards
My skin turns blue and I start to
My tongue comes out like a

Zunga hooly goo bo
That's my voodoo flow
You don't know it meant
Til the next day you up
your dick in your homies butt
I might grab your face, your neck,
And let it go (Brrrrraaah)
And then Shaggy up my back
And we and hit ya like a 10 foot ninja(Ninja!)
I paint my face a clown
times I paint it like Sting and come down
The rafters up at the mall and throw old to the ropes
And chop throats (Woooo!)
But I no wrestler
I'm a killa murderous molester
Naww, I'm just your balls a bit
It's J who's that shit (Yeah, fuck you)
And if you wanna get
I'll stretch your lips out and you skippy (Hehe)
The bottom line is we like Sam Kinison's back
After the car

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

(Chorus x5)