Luyện nghe bài hát Garbage Bag '94

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

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

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

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

I got cause I eat human remains fried
Niggas get buried at the beach then at the tide
So to choke, make you sell your fuckin' soul
My Challacal 22 turned the asshole charcoal
I out, machetes in public
I get sick, and put a dead fuck in the quick
They stutter and prick, the murdered (D-d-d-d-don't me!)
I never never will the bodies, George Estaciano couldn't even guess
I'm forever, yeah forever like a scar
I sortet your in my gourmet appetar
Cause I grin when I sin, I'll your fuckin' skin
I big fuckin' knives in your rotting abdomen
Dead man, your bodies chopped up in ten different
A million cockroaches eat your ribs
And I got teeth, I got tonsils, and
I got arteries, and blood filled maggots in my
So motherfuck saliva, I got blood
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 gift to the Devil, so call me the human
The nigga that objected to your marriage
And I'm like a dead fetus in a miscarriage
My knife is always sharp, never dull
The Vietnam veteran got a plate in his skull
Plus, I stick my in, your guts I ninjugated
Put a screw in your head like Eddie Iron Maiden
And, in a pool of is where Necro swims
I got stains on my timbs, I'm steppin' on severed limbs
There's no need to discuss, the scab with puss
Guns 'R Us (*Gun cock*), so me and my sarcophagus
Then I'm on fuckin' hearts, and body parts get
The Angel of kills the first born, with the blood from a lamb
The is on your grave, I'm a type of nigga Jesus could never save
Cause I'm coughin' out fresh, then David Koresh
I chop up and then recycle there flesh

owns your soul nigga DIE

Necrophiliac
Necrophiliac
Necrophiliac
fuck your corpse