Luyện nghe bài hát Hatchet Execution

I represent Southwest, Jefferson
Festival ridin', we around the Mexican
Me and Violent J, we murder addicts
With different saws, screwdrivers, and automatics
I like anybody, I'm like Anybody Killa
I'm stompin' thru yo' city like a little
I'll cut ya dick and off and make ya eat em'
Then choke yo' ass to death so you even need em'
bitch!

You ever felt like you a freak in the
Outcasted to the shadows 'cause you look right
Hypnotized by the eyes the average muthaf**ka
to his dome, if he cries, he's a busta
There's certain for bein' ghetto
yo' ass underground, when it's dark, go balistic
I'm representin' all the juggalos
a hatchet in they hand, smokin' blunts after shows

Think about it, you gotta give it up to
I mean the guy is dead in 47 different ways
Yet leavin' Heaven hangin'
And with his boys
At least until get his room ready in the Nethervoid
For now he hits the joint it ain't none left
Which ain't bad for a dead guy supposedly with no
ain't scary, look at Blaze, he's straight
Even with the maggots and all, he great

Because I take out my hatchet and I start axin'
I go juggaloco like a crazy
Twiztid and the Posse, we say confusing
Why? Why?
just a hatchet execution.....
A execution

it up y'all, lemme see yo' set shinin'

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