Luyện nghe bài hát Play My Song

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

Play my song, gimme something i can on
Watcha tryin to hear, something about murder, i got
Play my song, gimme something i can on
Watcha 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 back
Blood down spine, all in your ass crack
With a swing, swing, swing your throat's
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
Beat the jab, jab, jab i'll punch you in flab
you to the butcher shop and chop you into slabs

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
Watcha tryin to hear, about murder, i got that
Bloody, bloody,
my song, bloody, bloody, bloody
Whatcha to hear, bloody, bloody, bloody

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

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

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