Luyện nghe bài hát 9 Dead Bodies - 1992

Kill the radio, he the radio...

Today in new stock.
Truck over turned, what they call it was a over accident,
It was a truck,
Debris in the roadway, bound, and west bound...
acid rap... Ohh yeaaaah...

I've seen many bodies in my life time,
Now I'm on the prowl, and night time.
Son of the wicket, I it,
fingers of death,
I can taste the smell of blood as losin' you're breath,
Nine floatin' in the river,
This the type of that make ya shiver, when I deliver,
The dead body on your door step,
When you open up the door, the falls on the floor.
The bigger they are, the the fall,
Then their head pops off and down the hall.
stains all on my shoe strangs,
Two swingin' in the back, and they hang,
a tree butt naked,
Three are gone, and the fourth I must take it.
The fourth body, mutilated,
Every bone was broken in the body, when they it.
I gotta cravin' for red rum,
So I to the store, saw the clerk, and got me some,
One person dead in the liquor store,
A mass murderer, murders or more.
Now I'm on my sixth one,
I kill bitches my bare hands, mutha fuck a gun.
a bitch with a bat, til she stop breathin',
Then rush the bloody to receivin',
and eight, came like a double date,
I stabbed 'em both in the heart, a wooden stake.
the bitch was a fuckin' vampire,
Lit the fuse, and set soul on fire.
nine...
my own life,
It was found, with a to the head.
And I'm dead, and I'm dead,
No, dead,
the cops,
Shit, call the cops.