Luyện nghe bài hát Play My Song

We hit the ace, ace and we love giving
clown got more than some pie for your face
With a drip, drip, drip blood on the strip
Three bodies in the trunk of the whip
Hear the saw, saw, saw right below jaw
You see your own head roll off the and fall
See the puck, puck, puck flamin arrows in your
And one in your lung stuck, you fucked luck

Play my song, gimme something i can on
tryin to hear, something about murder, i got that
Play my song, gimme something i can on
tryin to hear, something about murder, i got that
Bloody, bloody,
Play my song, bloody, bloody,
Whatcha to hear, bloody, bloody, bloody

Here come the hack, hack, hack knives in your
Blood your spine, all in your ass crack
With a swing, swing, your throat's whistlin
The three incisions i made are fine as
It's the pat, pat, pat from with a bat
And splatter every till your whole head flat
the jab, jab, jab i'll punch you in your flab
Drag you to the butcher and chop you into slabs

Play my song, gimme i can lean on
Watcha to hear, something about murder, i got that
Play my song, gimme something i can on
Watcha tryin to hear, about murder, i got that
Bloody, bloody,
Play my song, bloody, bloody,
Whatcha to hear, bloody, bloody, bloody

(murder... death... war...)

Everyone of us have murder and death
To remind ourselves that we still have our
it's tasteful of disgraceful
Shit, as long as everybody a face full
Someo f us for the coppers, others root for the killin
But needs they murderous thrillins
Trace it back to mankind was swinging from a tree
Murder is what we talkin about, and always be

Play my song, gimme something i can on
Watcha to hear, something about murder, i got that
my song, gimme something i can lean on
Watcha tryin to hear, about murder, i got that
Bloody, bloody,
my song, bloody, bloody, bloody
Whatcha to hear, bloody, bloody, bloody