Luyện nghe bài hát PasstheAx

"We would like to you on a journey
A of an instrument 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 approached
Cut her off at the throat
She was a hooker with
disease like it was dope
Cut the off her pimp
Before he to trash talk
Two bodies in my trunk and 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 fuck am I supposed to do with
all bloody
And it looks like its been in and out of someone's
Grips on the handle, blood down the neck
So I grabbed bitch like *laugh* back
Who wanna get up by the half with
Who got a of problems
And don't give half a shit,
You can victim to the double headed furry
be scared, be worried, man

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

I took the axe back to the shed where I
Cleaned off the blood and then up the blade
Waited 'til dark and then ran through the
And chopped up drunk bums 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 my own head
Grip on the tip, so my nub slip
And I'm to fuckin' pass it to the hands of 2 Dope bitch

I took your axe and swang it like butter
When I cut back you run, duck, and cover
You your jugular well, it's gone
I blacked out night and realized in the morning
dig another hole in the backyard
Run get me a shovel, it ain't that
And understand that I got a hairpin trigger
I squeeze it off, haha, you get the gist

Pass it, something and wicked
And I'll it back
Don't worry I'll pass it
raining, the rain is dark and wicked
And I'll it back
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 knives with precision
But it's noting like the
Of committing the
Flip it over, a radio
I pound his head into a pizza
With the
Threw it into the sky and let it stick in my
And passed out at Monoxide's front porch like

I took the axe and my fucking mind
On this cop who pulled up me
I him on the side of the street
And started smacking em with it I was making a beat
Oh God!
Another cop up
So I grabbed the same axe and planted it in his
Two more dead, and dismembered
Now it's in the shed and that's all I remember

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

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