Luyện nghe bài hát Siccmade

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

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

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

Bitches, they come but nut just like the rest, 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

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

That's why I got the urge to shoot pussy clit
And kill off that infant, so is my intent?
To show them mothafuckas livin' life shit
I gets to gettin' real sick and bloody clit, the baby killa shit

Put 'em in a grave with an empty 40 ounce bottle and don't leave a
'Cause livin' with tha
Ya learn to devil in his mouth and eat the shit out of his bitch
And I admit, my brain is sick

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

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

So, ya mothafuckas don't ya forget that
And don't forget the Sicc came from
That Lynch

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

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

Fryin' baby nuts, get ate out alike
Dank is crooked teeth heard
I pull the Tampax-string out and put in work
It wouldn't work without sick, so page a nigga quick
So I can serve ya some of this shit and have ya ya biyatch

'Cause me and grew up fuckin' bitches up the gut
With tha 9-millimeter clip, Season of the Sicc, this:
Pussy meat ripped in a pan full of 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 nuts to my fit
The human meat fix, 'til the skin rips
sick nigga, so sick
Livin' dead ever