Luyện nghe bài hát Poetry in the Streets

(Necro)
Uh
Peep the shit
Death murder rap

it

The press to tape-record the bloody mess
Documentation so the human can study death
They'll reach you through TV speaker
feature a creature that will beat you to death if he could meet you
You're executed you're electrocuted
responsible for a homeless man that's dead and smells putrid
We murdered your flesh after being thrown in a river
You will be forever into a statue of death
A in the lab dead
in the head
Knives are like the of a crab
Jabbing your flab till you wrapped and bled
you off a building
Killing off your
Drilling' in your corpse till you're spilling the color vermilion
split your brains
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 your bank
Then strangle my shangle bangle you like the triangle of bangle
I my shit's too brutal for most
I might be the only one capable of the dose
You survive a screwdriver driven 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 places
But look beneath the surface of the
And you uncover a seething cesspool of human emotions
sour
A planet nightmares that become reality
Witness the
poetry in the streets of the big apple
You get
And to the floor, white slaved up and shackled

I on your grave, piss in your mouth, and shit on your face
Grind you into meat and serve you to your friends
We're moving bad
Another brutal rampage
humans to ashtrays
Groupies to slaves
And that lactate,
Squirting mad milk, I never guilt
I have krill's, I'll you fags killed
In front of your mom and dads grill
Splattering of them
With pieces of your head
Brain fragments clothing red
I make you love the pain, it
We make music for drug addict pieces of that love the dirt
It's
I'm like having a shot at you
We're not the type smile at you
the type to body you
Slit your throat with a broken
Pieces of jagged glass stabbing' you through your fucking
Have you cyanide screaming die whores
Watch it kill your physical first, next your minds
Leave you in the funeral home you make a corpse
Got you across the walls when my nine talks!
you execution style like a crime boss
Travel through time and you like a cyborg
My mentality's core