Luyện nghe bài hát Garbage Bag '94

Err my castration hand is
So are you ready, to get your dick chopped off with a machete

it comes to inflicting pain I'm creative
You're gonna need a saditive when you get tortured by this fucking
My animosity for a female never
So I hang you to die - on two hooks through your tits (*Echoed*
OWWWW!)
Nigga you get jooxed with a
And me and my homeboys dig in your stomach and the posse lice
Termites and cockroaches get
My knife cuts your open to get to your brain for food (Tasty!)
You get in dry mud when you suffocate in the high flood
When I'm sad I fuckin' cry (*Crying*)
I eat kneecaps and shins, when I look into your eyes I'll make you
cough up organs
Plus, you'll cringe - you get pinched with my siringe
Then fall and become chow for my flesh eating binge
Then I go to a Bordello, open up the mouth of bitch and dismiss the
liquid thats
And the backside of each cunt I'll be - I'm like a soldier
Back from the dead Storm Trooping in
Here's another bite for
My drill bit through the left side of your face and comes out the right
So watch out for the army of bugs, it's the blizzard of
So duck down or get covered slugs

I got a bag wit'chya name written on it (4X)

Motherfucker!
Kill yourself is you should do
Cause I'll make you go through, more terror than the terror Bobbit's
through
And if you're down with bullshit Nazi lie talk
Nigga wake up with your fucking dick on the sidewalk
You're castrated dry park and left over
So get stomped bloodless, by heartless pedestrians
fucking memory, of your death I savor, so I soak your fuckin' brains
in blood for
And up, a spectacular meal
It's funny, even in the time I find there's flesh appeal
And when you died I thought what a pity, that you had to die
electricity goin' your tittie (Hah!)
And I like, all types of fish, so I'm
Sharpen my blade, and stick my knife up bitches tuna
The catch of the day, I a big one
Dispose of the body, the shovel for graves and dig one son
And hop it, take a dead female corpse and rot it
Trust me, great - I've tried it!

I got cholesteral I eat human remains fried
Niggas get at the beach then drowned at the tide
So to choke, I'll make you your fuckin' soul
My Challacal 22 the asshole into charcoal
I out, machetes in public
I get sick, and put a dead in the dump quick
They and prick, the murdered (D-d-d-d-don't kill me!)
I never confess never will the bodies, George Estaciano couldn't guess
I'm here forever, yeah forever like a
I sortet guts in my gourmet appetar
Cause I grin when I sin, I'll wear your skin
I stick big fuckin' knives in your rotting
Dead man, bodies chopped up in ten different cribs
A million motherfuckin' cockroaches eat your
And I got teeth, I got tonsils, and
I got arteries, and filled maggots in my lungs
So saliva, I got blood glands
I'm so uncivilized I eat guts with my hands
And as it stands, I'm so I bathe in ice
I'm God's to the Devil, so call me the human sacrifice
The fuckin' nigga that objected to your
And I'm like a dead fetus in a miscarriage
My knife is always sharp, never dull
The Vietnam veteran got a metal plate in his
Plus, I my blade in, your guts I ninjugated
Put a screw in your like Eddie from Iron Maiden
And, in a pool of blood is Necro swims
I got stains on my timbs, I'm on your severed limbs
There's no need to discuss, the scab filled with
Guns 'R Us (*Gun cock*), so me and my sarcophagus
Then I'm on hearts, and body parts get torn
The Angel of Death kills the born, with the blood from a lamb
The Pentogram is on your grave, I'm a type of nigga Jesus could save
Cause I'm coughin' out fresh, fresher then Koresh
I chop up niggas and then recycle there

necro owns your nigga DIE

Necrophiliac
Necrophiliac
Necrophiliac
I'ma fuck corpse