Luyện nghe bài hát PasstheAx

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

I took the axe off the in the tool shed
It's telling me I gotta fuckin bloody the
My victim
Cut her off at the throat
She was a with AIDS
Spreading like it was dope
Cut the head off her
he started to trash talk
Two in my trunk and police on a manhunt
I'm on the noose
They me for blocks
Seen a on the street
So I the axe to Madrox

I the axe
the fuck am I supposed to do with that?
It's all
And it looks like its been in and out of back
Grips on the handle, blood dripping the neck
So I grabbed that bitch like back
Who get halfed up by the half with
Who got a of problems
And don't give half a shit,
You can fall victim to the double headed
be scared, be worried, man

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

I the axe back to the shed where I stay
Cleaned off the and then sharpened up the blade
'til dark and then ran through the hood
And up drunk bums like they're blocks of wood
I see myself stopping and if I do then I'm dead
And the only way I'm is if I sever my own head
on the tip, so my nub won't slip
And I'm about to fuckin' it to the hands of 2 Dope bitch

I took your axe and swang it like butter
When I cut you better run, duck, and cover
You know jugular well, it's gone
I blacked out last night and in the morning
dig another hole in the backyard
Run get me a shovel, it that hard
And understand that I got a hairpin wrist
When I squeeze it off, haha, you get the

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

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I the axe
Perhaps I had a
I a pretty pretty neck
And I relax
I cut it
I throw with precision
But it's like the feeling
Of committing the
Flip it over, a program
I his head into a bloody pizza
With the
Threw it into the sky and let it in my back
And passed out at 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 started smacking em with it like I was making a
Oh God!
cop pulled up
So I grabbed the same axe and 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 it back
Don't worry I'll it back
It's raining, the rain is dark and
And I'll it back
worry I'll pass it back

"The axe that so many backs
Its back to the shed to relax
that
So many with no tale to tell
And it's only remembered be the stain left
On the axe."