Luyện nghe bài hát PasstheAx

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

I the axe off the shelf in the tool shed
It's telling me I gotta fuckin bloody the
My victim
Cut her off at the throat
She was a with AIDS
disease like it was dope
Cut the off her pimp
Before he started to talk
Two in my trunk and police on a manhunt
I'm on the again
chasing me for blocks
Seen a on the street
So I passed the axe to

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

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

I took the axe to the shed where I stay
Cleaned off the blood and then sharpened up the
Waited 'til and then ran through the hood
And chopped up drunk bums they're blocks of wood
I can't see myself stopping and if I do I'm dead
And the only way I'm dying is if I sever my own
Grip on the tip, so my nub won't
And I'm about to fuckin' it to the hands of 2 Dope bitch

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

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

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I the axe
Perhaps I had a
I seen a pretty pretty
And I relax
I cut it
I knives with precision
But it's like the feeling
Of committing the
Flip it over, a radio
I pound his head into a bloody
the hammer
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 lost my fucking
On this cop who pulled up me
I him on the side of the street
And started smacking em it like I was making a beat
Oh God!
Another cop up
So I grabbed the axe and planted it in his forehead
Two more dead, and dismembered
Now it's back in the and that's all I remember

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

"The axe splits so many backs
Its back to the tool to relax
Peep
So failed with no tale to tell
And it's remembered be the stain they left
On the axe."