Luyện nghe bài hát PasstheAx

"We would to invite you on a journey
A tale of an instrument of
Watch us as we the axe."

I took the axe off the shelf in the shed
telling me I gotta fuckin bloody the misled
My victim
Cut her off at the throat
She was a hooker with
Spreading like it was dope
Cut the off her pimp
Before he started to talk
Two bodies in my and police on a manhunt
I'm on the noose
chasing me for blocks
Seen a homie on the
So I passed the axe to

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

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

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

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

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

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I the axe
Perhaps I had a
I seen a pretty pretty
And I couldn't
I cut it
I throw with precision
But noting like the feeling
Of committing the
it over, a radio program
I pound his into a bloody pizza
the hammer
Threw it into the sky and let it stick in my
And passed out at Monoxide's porch like that

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

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

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