Luyện nghe bài hát Poetry in the Streets

(Necro)
Uh
Peep the shit
Death rap shit

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The runs to tape-record the bloody mess
so the human race can study death
They'll reach you through your TV
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 man that's dead and smells putrid
We murdered your natural after being thrown in a river
You will be frozen forever into a of death
A in the lab dead
Stabbed in the
Knives are like the of a crab
Jabbing flab till you wrapped them and bled
you off a building
Killing off children
Drilling' in your corpse till you're spilling the color vermilion
We'll your brains
I'll 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 strangle my shangle bangle you the triangle piece of bangle
I think my too brutal for most
I might be the only one capable of the dose
You won't a screwdriver driven inside your throat
Choke on blood and saliva another croaks

It's poetry in the streets of the big
And a vitality found in few places
But look the surface of the city
And you shall a seething cesspool of human emotions
Gone
A planet nightmares that become reality
Witness the
poetry in the streets of the big apple
You get
And grappled to the floor, slaved 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 your
moving bad taste
Another brutal shooting
humans to ashtrays
Groupies to slaves
And boobies lactate,
Squirting mad milk, I never have
I have krill's, I'll have you fags
In front of your mom and your dads
Splattering of them
With of your exploding head
Brain fragments clothing red
I you love the pain, it hurts
We make music for drug addict pieces of shit that the dirt
psychological
I'm like having a shot at you
We're not the type smile at you
We're the to body you
Slit your throat with a bottle
Pieces of jagged glass stabbing' you your fucking eyeballs
Have you cyanide screaming die whores
Watch it kill physical first, next your minds lost
Leave you in the funeral home you make a fine
Got you splattered the walls when my nine talks!
Murder you execution style like a boss
Travel through time and you like a cyborg
My grind core