Luyện nghe bài hát Play My Song

We hit the ace, ace and we love chase
Wicked clown got more than pie for your face
With a drip, drip, drip it's on the strip
Three disassembled bodies in the of the whip
Hear the saw, saw, saw below your jaw
You see your own head roll off the table and
See the puck, puck, puck arrows in your truck
And one in your lung stuck, you outta luck

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

Here the hack, hack, hack knives in your back
Blood down your spine, all in ass crack
With a swing, swing, your throat's whistlin
The three i made are fine as g-strings
the pat, pat, pat from behind with a bat
And every crack till your whole head flat
Beat the jab, jab, jab i'll punch you in flab
Drag you to the butcher shop and you into slabs

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

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

Everyone of us gotta have and death
To ourselves that we still have our breath
it's tasteful of disgraceful
Shit, as long as everybody a face full
Someo f us root for the coppers, others root for the
But everybody needs murderous thrillins
Trace it back to mankind was swinging from a tree
Murder is we talkin 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 something i can on
Watcha tryin to hear, about murder, i got that
Bloody, bloody,
Play my song, bloody, bloody,
Whatcha tryin to hear, bloody, bloody,