Luyện nghe bài hát 9 Dead Bodies - 1992

Kill the radio, he the radio...

in new dealer's 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...

seen many bloody bodies in my life time,
Now I'm on the prowl, and it's time.
Son of the wicket, I it,
fingers of death,
I can taste the smell of blood as you're losin' breath,
bodies floatin' in the river,
This the type of shit that ya shiver, when I deliver,
The first body on your door step,
When you open up the door, the falls on the floor.
The they are, the harder the fall,
Then their pops off and rolls down the hall.
Blood all on my shoe strangs,
Two bodies swingin' in the back, and hang,
From a tree naked,
lives are gone, and the fourth I must take it.
The fourth body, mutilated,
Every bone was 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 dead in the store,
A mass murderer, five or more.
Now I'm on my sixth one,
I kill bitches with my hands, mutha fuck a gun.
Beat a with a bat, til she stop breathin',
rush the bloody body to receivin',
Seven and eight, came a double date,
I stabbed 'em both in the heart, a wooden stake.
Like the bitch was a 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.