Luyện nghe bài hát World Gone Mad

Yo Yo,
This,
Yo

Leave you stiff like a cat coke and weed in a spliff
Nose broken bleeding, dripped away as they lift you on a rip
Images of organ incisions ya sick
you puke up what you chewed up, now chew up what you threw up
Left in the morgue, flesh for a dog,
funeral organs a morgue pin C clef to a chord.
You're wheeled away now every day your peel away,
sever maggot infest rot drag then dropped in a plop forever slayed, slide
you inside the cremation
the system of erasing your with the flames of nature
basin angel dust is danger, euthanasia
methods of death stranger the sounds of a flanger,
burnt to a carcus i watch the fire sparkle then i deliver family a parsel
with charcoal.
a neurosurgeon you're regurgitating
i urge you to your on the verge of becoming a servant,
no physical evidence you existed when your ashes get pissed on,
no one remembers A bitch kid, i determine be eaten by vermon, german
cockroaches through you,
locusts and worms in skin

We're living in a world gone mad, a world , the world where death is the
way of life, every day we read of that numb the brain, but i believe
to deny what is insane. or to try to flee from it is to to it, to be at
the of it when you should just study it, to enjoy life, chill with me as
we descend into the world gone mad, a world of dying and killing

your and youll never come back, you got murdered by a scumbag,
the type that doesnt realize he's done bad,
hes walkin the streets free you're six feet deep,
police close the case 'cause theres no trace, beat.
i'd write a verse on toe tag, you get suffocated with a bag
over your face, you'll gag no air ventilated,
i'd a mask for the stench of rotting corpses does not smell like a box of

your cadaver is packaged in suitcases and travel
then buried under gravel in places,
i got an appetite for abduction, we kidnap women, torture them, them
and them.
I'm a carnivore, my teeth are sharp made for rippin like blades to carve
through body

We're living in a world gone mad, a crazy world , the world death is the
way of life, every day we read of that numb the brain, but i believe
to what is insane. or to try to flee from it is to submit to it, to be at
the of it when you should just study it, to enjoy life, chill with me as
we descend into the world gone mad, a world of dying and sprees
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