Luyện nghe bài hát Rock The Dead

Make a to the sky
Play the wicked shit and the dead will
a move to the sky
Play the wicked shit and the dead will

Space and beyond, mind of a
I stole your head from your grave plot
and confused,
See tomorrow's dreams on news
BLOO BAH falling a hole in the sky
I die?
And all the time I've applied with this life and lies
Stepping in the walking through my conscience
Like an I remain heartless
Underground and middle know me
Bring it to the lights of the depths of hell
Walk through the time walks hand in with clear minds
Thoughts are harmonious the rhythm of wind chimes
Peel the rind and examine the fruit
Run to the corpse buried in its suit
Maggots out its face
Eyes sunk in its
your f**king arms up and rock the dead

Screamin like Ah I cant even take it no
Release the straps my jacket and let me go
Ill medication got my body shaking
Planning escaping but gon keep on chasing
I faceing off with and the planet NIGGA HOE
Buried like real god dammit
It a living thing it's a no f**k wit it thing

Bring the pain, and ima with the rain
INSANE when I this bitch
I got the whole screaming out YOU AINT SHIT
We be the ones you can bet
I don't know why you hide your face, 'cause Im coming for your
Bad part, of block
What you got? Should I cut head off, on the spot
A whole pile a dead Im on top
Me and my man rocking the dead
UH NON

Got vision on you point blank
look coming
'cause Im in all black and I be rocking the axe
Every day how I'm living
watch the grave digging
Sacrifice another
You can hear me screaming through the trees and the
Hang myself from a higher branch if I
Gotta get em out Gotta get these thoughts my head
So I keep the dead

Some of my best are dead
If you include Monoxide, J, Shaggy and Evil Ed
Killers from the West and the East
Dead motherf**kers here to Brake St.
F**k it if you missing some and patches of hair
Nod your bald and through your nubs in the air
I wanna see zombies jump and scream a
And kill every motherf**ker in the crowd

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