Luyện nghe bài hát Whoop-Whoop

I'm
Sixteen ways to die, but I'd rather just cut your

Bred through hate, product of rape but you can't wait to cremate
I lives with steak knives and such
I leave so many cuts that there's nothin to touch
And I with the family mind set on casualty
I put in ya eyes so ya had to see
That it had to be a mass suicide at your
What a
page, blame it on us
Scapegoat for all, in Twiztid we
In the bus headed for the white house lawn
I can only be the for so long
You can clear while I clear channels
Live show is sick cups of brain matter

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WHOOP
You could do what I do
WHOOP
Even if I you
WHOOP
You gotta let go of the
Cuz on your best day never be me

I'm Jeffrey Dahmer a Wayne Gasey mask on
Drill a hole inside your head and axe it ya pass on
Amass on cubby and crawl spaces

I'm Harvey double sided with Two-Face
Cuz I killed Jason at Crystal
Stuck a axe in his back and it was a mistake
Now the is dead, but the legacy lives on
Through the in my veins every time I spit out a song
I'm Richard with Bundy eyes
Leave a pussy and swollen with bloody alibis
I'm a cat with 9 lives, a monster 50 kills
With a shotgun, roamin' the of Beverly hills
I'm in your like a street siren
And for whatever motherfucker if you're thinkin gonna take mine
Another of reality
it a blemish on the floor of society's vanity

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If I cut ya out and left mine in it's place
You still couldn't taste the fuck I say
I'm a time for swallowin razor blades
So I get spit blind for every that I say
I'm poisonous, check your thermos
Cuz I all the coffee at your funeral service
I'm a bad boy, all no-purpose
And I stuff bad bitches a taxidermist.

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