Luyện nghe bài hát 9 Dead Bodies - 1992

Kill the radio, he the radio...

Today in new stock.
Truck over turned, 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 many bloody 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 you're you're breath,
bodies floatin' in the river,
This the type of that make ya shiver, when I deliver,
The first dead on your door step,
When you open up the door, the body on the floor.
The bigger are, the harder the fall,
Then head pops off and rolls down the hall.
Blood all on my shoe strangs,
Two bodies in the back, and they hang,
a tree butt naked,
Three lives are gone, and the I must take it.
The body, just mutilated,
bone was broken in the body, when they x-rayed it.
I gotta for some red rum,
So I to the store, saw the clerk, and got me some,
One found 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.
Beat a with a bat, til she stop breathin',
rush the bloody body to receivin',
Seven and eight, like a double date,
I 'em both in the heart, with a wooden stake.
Like the was a fuckin' vampire,
Lit the fuse, and set they on fire.
nine...
my own life,
It was found, a nine to the head.
And I'm dead, and I'm dead,
No, dead,
the cops,
Shit, call the cops.