Luyện nghe bài hát Poetry in the Streets

(Necro)
Uh
Peep the killer
Death murder rap

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The press runs to tape-record the bloody
Documentation so the human race can study
They'll reach you through your TV
They'll feature a creature that will beat you to death if he meet you
You're executed when electrocuted
Who's responsible for a homeless man that's dead and putrid
We murdered your natural flesh after thrown in a river
You will be frozen into a statue of death
A grasshopper in the lab
Stabbed in the
Knives are like the of a crab
Jabbing your flab till you them and bled
Throw you off a
Killing off your
Drilling' holes in your corpse till you're spilling the vermilion
We'll split your
slit your vein
The impact of a bat cracked across your is like getting hit by a train
I'll a fang in your blood bank
Then my shangle bangle you like the triangle piece of bangle
I think my shit's too for most
I might be the only one capable of the dose
You won't survive a screwdriver driven your throat
Choke on blood and saliva conniver croaks

It's poetry in the streets of the big
And a found in few other places
But look beneath the surface of the
And you shall uncover a seething cesspool of emotions
sour
A planet with nightmares that reality
the brutality
There's in the streets of the big apple
You get
And grappled to the floor, white up and shackled

I spit on your grave, piss in your mouth, and shit on face
Grind you into slop meat and serve you to friends
We're bad taste
brutal shooting rampage
Turning humans to
to crack slaves
And that lactate,
mad milk, I never have guilt
I have krill's, I'll have you killed
In front of your mom and dads grill
Splattering both of
With pieces of your head
fragments staining' clothing red
I make you love the pain, it
We make music for drug addict pieces of shit that love the
psychological
I'm like having a shot at you
We're not the type smile at you
the type to body you
Slit throat with a broken bottle
Pieces of glass stabbing' you through your fucking eyeballs
Have you swallowing cyanide die whores
Watch it kill your physical first, next minds lost
Leave you in the home you make a fine corpse
Got you splattered across the when my nine talks!
Murder you execution style like a crime
Travel time and terminate you like a cyborg
My mentality's grind