Luyện nghe bài hát Poetry in the Streets

(Necro)
Uh
Peep the killer
Death rap shit

it

The press runs to tape-record the 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 when you're electrocuted
Who's responsible for a homeless man dead and smells putrid
We murdered your natural after being thrown in a river
You be frozen forever into a statue of death
A grasshopper in the lab
in the head
Knives are the hands of a crab
Jabbing your flab till you wrapped and bled
Throw you off a
off your children
Drilling' holes in your corpse till you're the color vermilion
We'll split brains
I'll slit your
The impact of a bat cracked across your back is like hit by a train
I'll stick a fang in your bank
Then strangle my bangle you like the triangle piece of bangle
I my shit's too brutal for most
I might be the only one capable of the dose
You won't a screwdriver driven inside your throat
on blood and saliva another conniver croaks

It's poetry in the streets of the big
And a vitality found in few other
But beneath the surface of the city
And you shall uncover a seething cesspool of emotions
sour
A planet with that become reality
Witness the
There's 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 your
Grind you into slop meat and serve you to friends
We're moving bad
Another brutal rampage
humans to ashtrays
Groupies to slaves
And boobies lactate,
Squirting mad milk, I have guilt
I have krill's, I'll have you fags
In front of your mom and your grill
Splattering both of
With pieces of exploding head
Brain staining' clothing red
I make you the pain, it hurts
We make music for drug pieces of shit that love the dirt
psychological
I'm like having a shot at you
not the type that smile at you
We're the type to you
Slit throat with a broken bottle
Pieces of jagged glass stabbing' you through fucking eyeballs
Have you swallowing screaming die whores
Watch it kill your physical first, your minds lost
Leave you in the funeral home you a fine corpse
Got you splattered across the walls my nine talks!
Murder you execution like a crime boss
Travel through time and you like a cyborg
My mentality's core