Luyện nghe bài hát 9 Dead Bodies - 1992

Kill the radio, he the radio...

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

I've seen many bloody 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 of blood as you're losin' you're breath,
Nine floatin' in the river,
This the type of shit make ya shiver, when I deliver,
The first dead body on your step,
When you open up the door, the body on the floor.
The bigger they are, the the fall,
Then head pops off and rolls down the hall.
stains all on my shoe strangs,
Two swingin' in the back, and they hang,
From a tree naked,
Three lives are gone, and the fourth I take it.
The fourth body, mutilated,
Every was broken in the body, when they x-rayed it.
I cravin' for some red rum,
So I to the store, saw the clerk, and got me some,
One person found in the liquor store,
A murderer, five murders or more.
Now I'm workin' on my one,
I bitches with my bare hands, mutha fuck a gun.
Beat a bitch a bat, til she stop breathin',
Then the bloody body to receivin',
Seven and eight, like a double date,
I stabbed 'em in the heart, with a wooden stake.
Like the 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, somebody the cops.