Luyện nghe bài hát Basehead Attack

So there i was watching Sanford & Son the graveyard shift
at a party before a splif
in behind the i see crackheads all night
but tonight the moon is red and shit feelin so right
my first sight was a tryna break into my car
in view too i ran out with a crowbar
it across his cranium he fell over dead
but not blood only
he's a basehead
here come one
out of a tree
but i aint even have to move he by like 20 feet
he slammed on the pavement
i quickly started
beat him with the
until he finally twitchin
looked behind me seen another in the register
im used to shooin 'em off beggin from the customers
but now i gotta reach up the seat and grab the hand axe
whipped it from and stuck it into his back

THE OF THE BASEHEADS
on a mission
they always on the hunt for somethin they missin
THE ATTACK OF THE
city every town
they always on the hunt for something to be found
THE ATTACK OF THE
they on a
they always on the for somethin they always missin
THE ATTACK OF THE
every city every
they always on the for something never to be found

goddamn its two more in the cooler im back in the store
pull my hand axe out that back and attack 'em some more
i
but he bust me in the head with a
no
i left him on the floor like epilepsi
with necks severed
zombies for rocks
another jumped my back and we through the glass
the parking lot
he tried to me
he told me some change
all in my ear for it and shit
deranged!!
i grabbed him by his and tried to yank it to the left
to break his
but his head spun all the way
and that was it
i was outta there i seen another comin out the
beggin for change!!!
im fuckin swingin at 'em knock chin off they face
but still coming at me hands out they wanna base
they must think my white eyeballs are crack rocks
i gotta em out they funky ass socks
me!!

THE ATTACK OF THE
on a mission
they always on the hunt for they always missin
THE ATTACK OF THE
city every town
they always on the for something never to be found
THE ATTACK OF THE
on a mission
they always on the hunt for somethin they missin
THE ATTACK OF THE
city every town
they always on the hunt for something to be found

they dont have a brain left behind they empty
they want rocka cocka and they buzzin like flies
you might pull arm off you try to shake their hand
their souls been gone its just a shell of a man
walkin around lookin for rock they can get it
even if you got aids them bitches let you hit it
and you still gettin somethin than you already got
i seen one catch one in the head not even he got shot
it was crack smoke blown out the of his head
he put a champagne cork in the hole and was it
baseheads zombies millions of 'em and
with the steam roller roll em over on the floor
there like dead ass bodies walkin around without the
no clue were they fuckin headed but the rock roast
opportunities were
let em all pass
now they aint worth the shit out they ass

THE OF THE BASEHEADS
on a mission
they on the hunt for somethin they always missin
THE OF THE BASEHEADS
every city town
always on the hunt for something never to be found
THE OF THE BASEHEADS
they comin for your
simultaneiously in 50,000
THE OF THE BASEHEADS
they out the dark
and they for you
they wanna pull out your and smoke it

THE ATTACK OF THE
they on a
always on the hunt for somethin they always missin
THE ATTACK OF THE
every city town
they always on the for something never to be found
THE OF THE BASEHEADS
on a mission
they on the hunt for somethin they always missin
THE ATTACK OF THE
city every town
they on the hunt for something never to be found