Luyện nghe bài hát Body Bag

Yeah, Dr. Dooom, beware when I in your room
That's right, A K A, Kool

I'm washin' pots and pans, fried gorillas with chips
And clam dips, my pants ripped, playin' Knight'
On Fright night, buffalo meat in your ass vomit
juice with French toast, balls from a moose

Heavy convulsion in your stomach tucked in
Leave you with and Castor oil of toxic waste
Your area's vacant with house aroma
Cat turds and horse drops your face went into a

Exterminating houses, with fifty mouses, diapers and
Drivin' for the roach business
Twelve to nine, I move bags to Cedar Sinai
Eatin' food, I'm rude
Walk in the beverage with a jockstrap dude

Approach security a delivery
Never stating a major, cut cables in
Make the rush hour stop dead elephants in department stores
While, people shop, a briefcase from Spelmen

I to tell men, get off my back
I'm workin' overtime like a with stamina
the last bodies in Canada
In Toronto, I to jerk off in a ten room condo
With serious surgery Dr. Dooom workin' in the office

Drivin' some like O.J. Simpson
Nervous smokin' a pack of
With twenty-seven dead people in Pontiac,
in Denver, twenty-eight, I can't remember
Walkin' through a town called,
You suckers out there, know how Bates feel

Take that and bag it, then I'm outta sight
Hey that smell down there?
Take that body and bag it, then I'm sight
Hey what's that smell down
Take body and bag it, then I'm outta sight
Hey that smell down there?
Take that body and bag it, then I'm sight
Hey that smell down there?
Take body and bag it, then I'm outta sight

From a little town, that's right a tore down
With some estate in Peat skill
I ran a meat behind Johnny Rocket's
truckers to haul body pieces from the East to the West
With 'The branded on your chest

I had to step up and the wrote 'Confess'
Watch the whole Arkansas Kansas testify
Against my lies and my alibis, I was
My lawyers dressed in black and a Royce buried in the back

Arms missing, knees cut to the knubs
All I had was people to grub, stories to tell to the
How I set a of people in the nightclub on fire
My intention was to get even like
Throw Stephen King, 'Children of the Corn' on a swing

I stuck in your face like Pinhead
You been dead for eighty hours in a college
With a thunderstorm, lightning with big
I used to hang with Jim before he started the cults
The SSA, the Sacrifice and Angle, I'm the next strangler

Take body and bag it, then I'm outta sight
Hey that smell down there?
that body and bag it, then I'm outta sight
Hey what's that smell there?
Take that body and bag it, then I'm outta
Hey what's that down there?
Take that body and bag it, I'm outta sight
Hey what's that smell there?
that body and bag it, then I'm outta sight