Luyện nghe bài hát Poetry in the Streets

(Necro)
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Peep the shit
murder rap shit

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The press runs to the bloody mess
Documentation so the race can study death
They'll reach you through TV speaker
They'll feature a creature that will you to death if he could meet you
You're executed you're 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 frozen into a statue of death
A grasshopper in the lab
Stabbed in the
Knives are the hands of a crab
Jabbing your till you wrapped them and bled
Throw you off a
off your children
Drilling' holes in your corpse till spilling the color vermilion
We'll split your
I'll slit vein
The impact of a bat cracked across your back is like hit by a train
I'll stick a fang in blood bank
Then strangle my bangle you like the triangle piece of bangle
I think my shit's too brutal for
I might be the only one capable of the dose
You won't survive a driven inside your throat
Choke on blood and saliva conniver croaks

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

I on your grave, piss in your mouth, and shit on your face
Grind you into meat and serve you to your friends
moving bad taste
Another shooting rampage
Turning humans to
Groupies to slaves
And that lactate,
Squirting mad milk, I never guilt
I have krill's, I'll have you fags
In front of mom and your dads grill
Splattering both of
With pieces of your exploding
Brain staining' clothing red
I make you love the pain, it
We make for drug addict pieces of shit that love the dirt
It's
I'm like a rifle shot at you
We're not the that smile at you
We're the to body you
your throat with a broken bottle
Pieces of jagged glass stabbing' you through your eyeballs
you swallowing cyanide screaming die whores
Watch it kill your physical first, next your lost
you in the funeral home you make a fine corpse
Got you splattered the walls when my nine talks!
Murder you execution like a crime boss
Travel through and terminate you like a cyborg
My mentality's grind