Luyện nghe bài hát Poetry in the Streets

(Necro)
Uh
Peep the killer
murder rap shit

it

The press runs to tape-record the mess
Documentation so the human race can death
reach you through your TV speaker
They'll feature a creature that beat you to death if he could meet you
You're executed when electrocuted
Who's responsible for a homeless man that's dead and putrid
We murdered your natural flesh being thrown in a river
You will be forever into a statue of death
A grasshopper in the lab
Stabbed in the
Knives are like the hands of a
Jabbing your flab till you them and bled
you off a building
Killing off children
holes in your corpse till you're spilling the color vermilion
We'll split your
I'll slit vein
The impact of a bat across your back is like getting hit by a train
I'll stick a fang in blood bank
Then strangle my shangle bangle you the triangle piece of bangle
I think my shit's too brutal for
I might be the only one of digesting the dose
You won't survive a screwdriver inside your throat
Choke on blood and saliva another conniver

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

I spit on your grave, piss in mouth, and shit on your face
Grind you into slop meat and serve you to friends
We're moving bad
Another shooting rampage
Turning humans to
Groupies to slaves
And boobies lactate,
Squirting mad milk, I have guilt
I have krill's, I'll have you fags
In of your mom and your dads grill
both of them
With of your exploding head
Brain fragments staining' red
I you love the pain, it hurts
We make music for drug addict pieces of shit that love the
psychological
I'm like having a rifle at you
We're not the type that at you
We're the to body you
Slit throat with a broken bottle
Pieces of jagged glass stabbing' you through your fucking
you swallowing cyanide screaming die whores
Watch it kill physical first, next your minds lost
Leave you in the funeral home you make a corpse
Got you across the walls when my nine talks!
Murder you execution style a crime boss
Travel through time and you like a cyborg
My mentality's grind