Luyện nghe bài hát Heinous

[Shaggy 2
I step 1, (ahh) 2, (ahh) across the creaky
Spill some fuckin' blood then I'm out the door
Takin' little trinkets, fingernails and pieces of
It's all for my of cold milk mixed with gin
Stir it together it down my eyes roll back
I'm chasin' that dragon but it's like a hatchet attack
I'm through windows pickin' out the next clueless one
My fingers dig into her throat what have I

Madrox:]
I sleep on a bed of sharpened and toss and turn until I bleed
I eat from the bread of chosen life a thousand alive in me
Wickedly I'm heinous everything I do is
I'm tired of the normalcy total terror's my
I notice that the wounds are spellin out a name
To the average mother I can be a little extreme
So I take the bloody and then light it for the emphasis
Try to call me sick but I'm a horror specialist

So you murder this ya'll
right
And you wanna them
That's
You should take a hit of ya'll
Why? Once dead they're not comin' back

[Blaze Ya Homie:]
is imminent when you on the other end
With ya skull beaten by the side of the ball ping (hammer)
pours out from the split up to my ankles in it
All over hammer and and so it slips
Discarded for the use of a crowbar
To the of the courier who is forever scarred
The terror I inflict is often as heinous
My history it spreads out to leave them nameless

Child:]
Now ya shell from all the blood that ya saw
Stainin' the walls and does you and it spreads to the halls
It's even from the ceiling inside
You get this that the criminal's still creepin'
That's because I'm behind you
Groin to gullet from stomach to your mullet
Split ya clean like and let ya neighbors know what done it
America's most for crimes against humanity
Heinous and the evil is formin the

So you wanna murder this
right
And you wanna murder
right
You should a hit of this ya'll
Why? Once they're dead they're not comin'

So you murder this ya'll
That's
And you murder them
right
ooo ooo
Why? Once dead they're not comin' back

J:]
The shit you wicked is for kids and cheerleaders
heinous shit right here is for demonous flesh eaters
It's rainin' in my bedroom a wet and bloody red
slither through my earholes in and out of my head
Got in this back a violent panick attack
Skitsofrantic and demonaclly I'm manic
I'll stick an axe in yo
I'll kick cracks in yo neck
I'll you into chunks like you was in a plane wreck heinously

So you murder this ya'll
right
And you wanna them
That's
You should take a hit of ya'll
Why? they're dead they're not comin' back

So you wanna this ya'll
right
And you wanna them
right
ooo ooo
Why? Once dead they're not comin' back
ooo ooo

ooo ooo
Once dead they're not comin' back
ooo ooo

ooo ooo
Once dead they're not comin' back