Luyện nghe bài hát Death Of A Hater

Giving my to hell,
And Heaven I did my best.

One to family
To
And fuck tha

I'm of all these snakes and demons leaches on the vein,
I've bled and now these bitches bout to feel tha pain.

You you name the haters been and with a point of view,
Pussy mother fuckers talkin but never had a clue.
Come with your cocksucka fuck yo life.

I tie you to a chair and make you watch me your wife.
I'm trying to catch you slippin like a bar of soap,
I catch you while you sleepin
And I slit your throat.

I watch you bleed and gargle choking for your breath,
close the wound apply some pressure to delay ya death.

See it means your whole existance don't mean shit to me,
It ain't but time to kill to make you history.
And all you had to do was to keep your fucking closed.
But now you got hands folded,
Clutched a single rose.

singers:]
I'll your life
Right tonight
You to try, DIE!

Boondox]
Just your eyes,
Say last good-byes.
Get on your knees,
Dry them bitch and make your peace.

Madrox:]
OK not a hater,
If I was it ain't no me.
I live
die
Surviving off the
Miss me with that wants me dead same ol'
And switch my to a target hanging off my cable.

If you my fashion you faggot like Tim Gunn,
I'm a scrub,
It's that day one.
So the hater,
Replicator,
Dissin a foul tounge.

Take my magic marker and blacken his left lung,
With my box-cutter I'm a cut his eyes
And with pieces of mirror replacin both his eyes.

Got a demon inside that's been for the ride,
Since the release of my LP back in 95.

since that day
I've embracin the hate
And not givin a fuck
Wut of ya'll say.

So ya'll bitches
Black up on your casket
You get what you
Burn in hell bastards

[Backup
take your life
Right tonight
You to try, DIE!

[Chorus:
close your eyes,
Say last good-byes.
Get on your knees,
Dry them eyes and make your peace.

I see the ya pullin
Lookin like a hitch,
Come to your hood with
And snatch you out trailer bitch.

Put on your knees and your eyes
for the execution.
Some call this first
But I it my retribution.

Ya had your to keep the sun
And now in the rain,
I be the Skarcrow but you the one who brains.

I put the barrel to the
And now so fucked
Two eleven to yadome now ya outta luck.

So many I spit just dwellin thinking of the day
Up to the I sit for hours thinkin of away
To you suffer
ya blood spill like the wine.

Six up underneath the ground
ya smellin tha pine.
Thats how we do punk bitch a ___ mouth
Lost in the woods you discovered by a boy scout
Stupid fucker what was you thinking
Now ya body in the
Like this rottin of the

[DIE w/]

[Backup
I'll your life
Right here
You to try, DIE!

Boondox]
Just close eyes,
Say last good-byes.
Get on your knees,
Dry them eyes and make your peace.