Luyện nghe bài hát PasstheAx

"We would like to you on a journey
A tale of an of death
us as we pass the axe."

I took the axe off the shelf in the tool
telling me I gotta fuckin bloody the misled
My victim
Cut her head off at the
She was a hooker with
Spreading disease it was dope
Cut the head off her
Before he started to talk
Two bodies in my trunk and police on a
I'm on the again
They me for blocks
Seen a homie on the
So I passed the axe to

I the axe
What the fuck am I supposed to do that?
It's all
And it looks like its been in and out of back
on the handle, blood dripping down the neck
So I grabbed that bitch like back
Who wanna get up by the half with
Who got a of problems
And give half a shit, bitch
You can fall victim to the double headed
be scared, be worried, man

Pass it, something and wicked
And I'll pass it
Don't worry I'll it back
It's raining, the rain is dark and
And I'll pass it
Don't worry I'll pass it

I took the axe back to the shed I stay
off the blood and then sharpened up the blade
Waited 'til dark and then ran the hood
And chopped up drunk like they're blocks of wood
I can't see myself stopping and if I do then I'm
And the only way I'm is if I sever my own head
Grip on the tip, so my nub slip
And I'm about to fuckin' pass it to the hands of 2 Dope

I took your axe and swang it through butter
I cut back you better run, duck, and cover
You know jugular well, it's gone
I blacked out last night and in the morning
Gotta dig another hole in the
Run get me a shovel, it ain't hard
And that I got a hairpin trigger wrist
I squeeze it off, haha, you get the gist

Pass it, something and wicked
And I'll pass it
Don't I'll pass it back
It's raining, the is dark and wicked
And pass it back
Don't worry pass it back

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I the axe
Perhaps I had a
I a pretty pretty neck
And I couldn't
I cut it
I knives with precision
But noting like the feeling
Of the incision
Flip it over, a radio
I pound his head a bloody pizza
With the
Threw it into the sky and let it stick in my
And out at Monoxide's front porch like that

I the axe and lost my fucking mind
On cop who pulled up behind me
I him on the side of the street
And smacking em with it like I was making a beat
Oh God!
Another cop up
So I the same axe and planted it in his forehead
Two more dead, bloody and
Now it's back in the shed and all I remember

Pass it, sharp and wicked
And I'll pass it
Don't worry I'll pass it
It's raining, the rain is dark and
And pass it back
worry I'll pass it back

"The axe that splits so backs
Its back to the tool to relax
Peep
So many failed no tale to tell
And it's only be the stain they left
On the axe."