Luyện nghe bài hát Basehead Attack

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

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

goddamn its two more in the once im back in the store
pull my hand axe out that back and then attack 'em more
i
but he bust me in the head a pepsi
no
i him shakin on the floor like epilepsi
with they necks
fuckin for rocks
another jumped my back and we through the glass
into the lot
he to kill me
he me gimmee some change
all in my ear for it and shit
deranged!!
i grabbed him by his head and tried to yank it to the
to his neck
but his head all the way around
and was fuckin it
i was outta i seen another comin out the grave
zombies for change!!!
im fuckin swingin at 'em knock they chin off they
but they still coming at me hands out they wanna
they must think my white are giant crack rocks
i gotta em out they funky ass socks
me!!

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

they dont have a left behind they empty eyes
they want crack rocka cocka and buzzin like flies
you pull they arm off you try to shake their hand
because their souls gone its just a shell of a man
walkin around lookin for rock they can get it
even if you got aids them dirty let you hit it
and you still somethin worse 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 and that was it
baseheads millions of 'em and more
with the steam roller em over flat on the floor
there like dead ass bodies walkin around without the
with no clue they fuckin headed but the rock roast
opportunities were
let em all pass
now they themselves worth the shit out they ass

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

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