Luyện nghe bài hát Death Of A Hater

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

One to family
To
And tha rest

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

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

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

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

See what it means your whole existance don't shit to me,
It ain't nothing but to kill to make you history.
And all you had to do was to keep your trap closed.
But now you got hands folded,
onto a single rose.

[Backup
I'll take life
here tonight
You to try, DIE!

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

[Jamie
OK not a hater,
If I was it no killin me.
I forever
die
Surviving off the
Miss me with everbody 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,
that since day one.
So the hater,
Replicator,
with a foul tounge.

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

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

Ever that day
I've been the hate
And basically not a fuck
Wut none of say.

So fuck ya'll
flowers up on your casket
You get what you
Burn in hatein bastards

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

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

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

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

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

I put the to the bone
And now so fucked
Two times 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
Make ya blood spill the wine.

Six feet up underneath the
Have ya tha pine.
how we do punk bitch with a ___ mouth
Lost in the woods till you discovered by a boy
Stupid mother fucker what was you
Now ya in the bushes
this rottin of the stinkin

[DIE w/]

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

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