Luyện nghe bài hát Serial Killas

1: (Jamie Madrox)
What is it a serial killa that attracts you?
And this music that you can sharpen an axe to
Taking you back through a hallway to a room
No walls or ceilings, just doorways to through
You choose: chainsaws are nice
But razorblades and knives are way more
it comes to cutting, this shit here is an art
And we finish what we start, that's what us apart
From mother fuckers, not saying no names
But them mother fuckers (They ain't family!)
And say I'm sick, too sick.
how sick do you get
When you see a chest without a butcher knife in it
a minute, gimme an axe
I wanna smash your in half
For time you laughed on our behalf
you let me another chance to redefine
The of a serial killa
(2x)
Serial
K I L A!
Fruit looped my mind like Godzilla
(Kill)
killa! (Killa, Killa)
Torture and (Killa, Killa)
killa! (Killa, Killa)
2: (Monoxide Child)
Could it be the blood? Maybe it's the blood you
Or it's my blatant disregard for life
Most people are afraid to it
But not me
I keep it old like a mink coat
Rusty blade, at least 12
With the tipped off from stabbin' too many bitches
I'm digging ditches with a mind state
???
ya ?? on the head of my axe
And pray to god I don't you in half like train tracks
I can't it, so I just put it in my music
And other killas can use it
Don't confuse it the same old game
the shit that I kick could put a glitch in your mainframe
Wicked to the I am
And you can meet me in the dark if you I'm playing, what!
(2x)
Serial
K I L A!
looped outta my mind like Godzilla
(Kill)
killa! (Killa, Killa)
Torture and (Killa, Killa)
killa! (Killa, Killa)
Verse 3: (Tech & Jamie Madrox)
Who's the real
Who's the mother fucka ya and I hate
But in the midst will fuck real millas
Trust ya bitch. jock. You'll trip.
We'll shock with cocked! (This the shit to knock!)
Who am I!?
Amerikilla, gorilla, the my nizzle
With Psychopathic I'm rapping, we set to
Killa killa, the realla, banana fanna I
Nigga with a millimeter with the infrared
The axe is family, and for the
I use the axe to your anatomy
Ain't no being mad at me, the shit even worth it
I I was a serial killa, not perfect
It's not my fault I can't be trusted
And people me aren't all disgusting
will slit necks and into skull crushing
And people over next to nothing mother fucker!
(2x)
Serial
K I L A!
Fruit looped my mind like Godzilla
(Kill)
killa! (Killa, Killa)
Torture and (Killa, Killa)
killa! (Killa, Killa)