Luyện nghe bài hát Play My Song

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

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

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

Play my song, gimme something i can on
Watcha tryin to hear, about murder, i got that
Play my song, gimme i can lean on
Watcha to hear, something 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 that we have our breath
it's tasteful of disgraceful
Shit, as as everybody get's a face full
f us root for the coppers, others root for the killin
But everybody needs they thrillins
Trace it back to when mankind was swinging a tree
Murder is what we talkin about, and always 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
Watcha to hear, something about murder, i got that
Bloody, bloody,
my song, bloody, bloody, bloody
Whatcha tryin to hear, bloody, bloody,