Luyện nghe bài hát Siccmade

Yeah, the Baby Killa's back up in motherfucka
Straight from tha
It gets so deep right under the Garden
Oh, me? Ya can just call me Manson, yeah, we met
But ya forget I ain't gonna die so I'm back up this motherfucka
So peep the mothafuckin' words the dead man, yeah

And when I pack me a gun and oh, when I was
I dreamt of feedin' niggas up of niggas nuts and soufley a' la dun
Motherfuckas get hung, my bullet a ton
The Blocc Don, the valley of the slum

Tha cannibalistic that got that 9 millimeter gun
That nigga nigga that got them mothafuckas on the run
They thought I was done but Lynch is not the one
To go out a gunshot wound, nigga, I'm not done that soon

Bitches, they come but nut just the rest, caught one in the chest
Shoulda wore a vest and, oh, a bloody mess
Puffin' off the cess, with the stress, killin' off the less
Fortunate but they trip when my nine sick

niggas either die or stay stuck on my dick
'Cause I'm that they call Lynch, I got 'em niggas fiendin' for my shit
I empty clips, drinkin', with tha splift
And it's the nigga kill for reason, it's the Season Of The Sicc

That's why I got the urge to that pussy clit
And off that infant, so what is my intent?
To show them livin' life ain't shit
I gets to gettin' real and eatin' bloody clit, the baby killa shit

Put 'em in a grave with an empty 40 ounce bottle and leave a drip
'Cause with tha Tripple-Six
Ya learn to fuck devil in his mouth and eat the out of his bitch
And I admit, my brain is sick

But now I'm like J. Dahmer, I'm up all the evidence
I killed to my fit, the human meat fix
to the skin rips, that sick nigga, so sick
Livin' dead since

Yeah, do ya wanna know what that is?
The Siccness is when you hug your mama and ya dick get
Or you walk in on your baby's mama and she's suckin' son's dick
That's the Siccness.

So, ya mothafuckas don't ya that shit
And don't forget where the Sicc came
nigga Lynch

I take my mouth off up cog and trip
'Cause eatin' dead pussy I make ya sick
But it's the so my reason is legit
I'm havin' fits, I of eatin' bloody pussy clit's since I was six

I for a dead pussy on dick, I gotta skits
Meanin' I don't give a about ya biyatch
That nigga that's tha Blocc, killin' up tha cog, so, nigga, shit
Baby barbeque and guts and ah, don't let me get too deep

baby nuts, sluts get ate out alike
Dank is what crooked heard
I pull the out and straight put in work
It wouldn't work without that sick, so page a nigga
So I can serve ya some of this shit and ya murderin' ya biyatch

'Cause me and Triple-Six up fuckin' bitches up the gut
With tha clip, Season of the Sicc, picture this:
Pussy ripped in a pan full of nuts and guts and intestines and shit
I gets ta chewin' on tha clit, the sick, they don't understand it

It's so outlandish, chewin' nigga to cure my fit
The human meat fix, bitin' the skin rips
That sick nigga, so
Livin' dead ever