Luyện nghe bài hát Heinous

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

[Jamie
I sleep on a bed of sharpened knives and toss and turn I bleed
I eat from the of chosen life a thousand ghosts alive in me
I'm heinous everything I do is odious
I'm tired of the normalcy total my focus
I notice the knife wounds are spellin out a name
To the average fucker 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 seein' a specialist

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

Ya Dead Homie:]
Death is imminent when you on the end
With ya skull by the wrong side of the ball ping (hammer)
Blood out from the split up to my ankles in it
All hammer and grip and so it slips
Discarded for the use of a rusty
To the horror of the courier who is forever
The terror I inflict is often described as
My history about it spreads out to leave nameless

[Monoxide
Now ya shocked from all the blood that ya saw
Stainin' the walls and surround you and it spreads to the halls
even drippin' from the ceiling inside
You get this feeling that the criminal's still
That's because I'm right you
Groin to gullet your stomach to your mullet
Split ya like cantaloupe and let ya neighbors know what done it
America's wanted for crimes against humanity
and the evil is formin the insanity

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

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

J:]
The shit you callin' wicked is for and cheerleaders
This heinous right here is for demonous flesh eaters
rainin' blood in my bedroom a wet and bloody red
Snakes through my earholes in and out of my head
Got dent in this back a panick attack
Skitsofrantic and I'm manic depressed
I'll stick an axe in yo
I'll kick some cracks in yo
beat you into chunks like you was in a plane wreck heinously

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

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

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

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