Luyện nghe bài hát Basehead Attack

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

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

goddamn its two in the cooler once im back in the store
pull my hand axe out that back and then 'em some more
i
but he bust me in the head a pepsi
no
i left him shakin on the like epilepsi
they necks severed
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 diggin in my ear for it and
deranged!!
i grabbed him by his head and tried to yank it to the
to break his
but his head all the way around
and that was it
i was outta there i seen comin out the grave
zombies for change!!!
im fuckin swingin at 'em knock they chin off face
but still coming at me hands out they wanna base
they must think my white eyeballs are crack rocks
i slap em out they funky ass socks
me!!

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

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

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