Luyện nghe bài hát Basehead Attack

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

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

goddamn its two more in the cooler once im in the store
pull my hand axe out that back and then 'em some more
i
but he me in the head with a pepsi
no
i left him on the floor like epilepsi
with they necks
fuckin for rocks
another jumped my back and we went the glass
into the lot
he tried to me
he told me gimmee change
all diggin in my ear for it and
deranged!!
i grabbed him by his and tried to yank it to the left
to break his
but his spun all the way around
and was fuckin it
i was outta i seen another comin out the grave
beggin for change!!!
im fuckin swingin at 'em they chin off they face
but they still coming at me hands out they wanna
they must think my white eyeballs are giant rocks
i gotta slap em out they funky ass
me!!

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

they dont have a brain left behind they empty
they want crack rocka cocka and they buzzin flies
you might they arm off you try to shake their hand
because their souls been its just a shell of a man
walkin around lookin for rock they can get it
even if you got them dirty bitches let you hit it
and you still gettin somethin worse than you 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 cork in the hole and that was it
baseheads zombies millions of 'em and
the steam roller roll em over flat on the floor
there like dead ass walkin around without the ghost
no clue were they fuckin headed but the rock roast
opportunities were
they let em all
now they themselves aint the shit out they ass

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 never to be found
THE ATTACK OF THE
they comin for your
simultaneiously in 50,000
THE OF THE BASEHEADS
they out the dark
and comin for you
wanna pull out your heart and smoke it

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