Luyện nghe bài hát Heinous

[Shaggy 2
I step 1, (ahh) 2, (ahh) across the creaky
Spill some blood then I'm out the back door
Takin' trinkets, fingernails and pieces of skin
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 it's more like a hatchet
I'm peekin' through windows pickin' out the next one
My fingers dig into her throat what I done

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

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

[Blaze Ya Homie:]
is imminent when you on the other end
With ya beaten by the wrong side of the ball ping (hammer)
pours 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 scarred
The terror I is often described as heinous
My about it spreads out to leave them nameless

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

ooo ooo
Once they're dead not comin' back