Luyện nghe bài hát Basehead Attack

So i was watching Sanford & Son workin 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 plain too i ran out with a crowbar
it across his cranium he fell over dead
but not blood only
a fuckin basehead
here another one
jumpin out of a
but i aint even have to he missed by like 20 feet
he slammed down on the
i quickly kickin
him with the crowbar
until he finally stopped
looked behind me seen zombie in the register
im used to 'em off from beggin from the customers
but now i gotta reach up under the seat and grab the axe
it from there and stuck it into his back

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

its two more in the cooler 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 left him shakin on the floor like
they necks severed
fuckin zombies for
jumped my back and we went through the glass
the parking lot
he to kill me
he told me 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 his neck
but his head spun all the way
and that was it
i was there i seen another comin out the grave
zombies for change!!!
im fuckin swingin at 'em knock chin off they face
but they still coming at me hands out they base
they must think my white eyeballs are giant rocks
i gotta em out they funky ass socks
me!!

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

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

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