Luyện nghe bài hát Play My Song

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

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

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

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

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

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

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