Luyện nghe bài hát PasstheAx

"We like to invite you on a journey
A tale of an of death
Watch us as we the axe."

I took the axe off the in the tool shed
It's telling me I fuckin bloody the misled
My approached
Cut her off at the throat
She was a hooker AIDS
Spreading disease it was dope
Cut the head off her
he started to trash talk
Two bodies in my and police on a manhunt
I'm on the noose
chasing me for blocks
Seen a on the street
So I passed the axe to

I the axe
the fuck am I supposed to do with that?
It's all
And it looks like its in and out of someone's back
on the handle, blood dripping down the neck
So I grabbed that bitch *laugh* back
Who wanna get up by the half with
Who got a gang of
And don't give half a shit,
You can victim to the double headed furry
be scared, be worried, man

Pass it, something sharp and
And I'll pass it
Don't worry I'll it back
It's raining, the rain is and wicked
And I'll it back
Don't worry I'll pass it

I took the axe back to the shed I stay
Cleaned off the blood and sharpened up the blade
Waited 'til dark and then ran through the
And chopped up drunk bums like blocks of wood
I can't see myself stopping and if I do I'm dead
And the only way I'm is if I sever my own head
Grip on the tip, so my nub slip
And I'm about to pass it to the hands of 2 Dope bitch

I took your axe and swang it like butter
When I cut back you better run, duck, and
You know your jugular well, gone
I blacked out last night and in the morning
Gotta dig another in the backyard
Run get me a shovel, it ain't that
And that I got a hairpin trigger wrist
When I it off, haha, you get the gist

Pass it, something and wicked
And I'll pass it
Don't worry pass it back
It's raining, the is dark and wicked
And I'll it back
Don't worry I'll pass it

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I the axe
I had a relapse
I seen a pretty neck
And I couldn't
I cut it
I throw knives precision
But it's noting like the
Of committing the
Flip it over, a program
I pound his into a bloody pizza
With the
Threw it into the sky and let it stick in my
And passed out at Monoxide's front porch like

I took the axe and my fucking mind
On this cop who up behind me
I him on the side of the street
And started smacking em with it I was making a beat
Oh God!
Another cop up
So I grabbed the same axe and planted it in his
Two more dead, and dismembered
Now it's in the shed and that's all I remember

Pass it, sharp and wicked
And pass it back
Don't worry I'll it back
It's raining, the rain is and wicked
And I'll it back
worry I'll pass it back

"The axe that so many backs
Its back to the tool shed to
that
So many failed with no to tell
And only remembered be the stain they left
On the axe."