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 back
little trinkets, fingernails and pieces of skin
It's all for my of cold milk mixed with gin
Stir it together gulp it down my eyes back
I'm chasin' that but it's more like a hatchet attack
I'm peekin' through windows pickin' out the next one
My fingers dig into her throat what have I

Madrox:]
I sleep on a bed of knives and toss and turn until I bleed
I eat from the bread of chosen life a ghosts alive in me
I'm heinous everything I do is odious
I'm tired of the normalcy total my focus
I notice that the knife wounds are out a name
To the mother fucker I can be a little extreme
So I take the corset and then light it for the emphasis
Try to call me but I'm seein' a horror specialist

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

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

[Monoxide
Now ya shell shocked all the blood that ya saw
Stainin' the walls and does surround you and it to the halls
It's even drippin' from the inside
You get this feeling the criminal's still creepin'
That's because I'm behind you
Groin to gullet from your stomach to your
Split ya clean like cantaloupe and let ya know what done it
America's most for crimes against humanity
Heinous and the evil is the insanity

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

So you wanna murder this
right
And you wanna murder
That's
ooo ooo
Why? Once they're dead they're not comin'

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

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

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

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

ooo ooo
Once dead they're not comin' back