Luyện nghe bài hát Heinous

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

[Jamie
I sleep on a bed of sharpened knives and and turn until I bleed
I eat from the bread of life a thousand ghosts alive in me
Wickedly I'm heinous I do is odious
I'm of the normalcy total terror's my focus
I notice that the wounds are spellin out a name
To the average mother fucker I can be a extreme
So I take the bloody corset and light it for the emphasis
Try to call me sick but I'm seein' a horror

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

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

Child:]
Now ya shocked from all the blood that ya saw
Stainin' the walls and surround you and it spreads to the halls
It's even drippin' from the ceiling
You get this feeling that the criminal's still
That's because I'm behind you
Groin to gullet from your stomach to your
Split ya clean like cantaloupe and let ya neighbors know done it
most wanted for crimes against humanity
Heinous and the is formin the insanity

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

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

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

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

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

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

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