Luyện nghe bài hát Serial Killas

1: (Jamie Madrox)
What is it about a serial killa attracts you?
And makes this music you can sharpen an axe to
Taking you back through a hallway to a black
No walls or ceilings, just doorways to pass
You choose: chainsaws are always
But razorblades and knives are way precise
it comes to cutting, this shit here is an art
And we finish what we start, that's what separates us
From other fuckers, not saying no names
But them other mother fuckers (They family!)
And say I'm sick, too sick.
Well how do you get
you see a chest without a butcher knife buried in it
Wait a minute, an axe
I smash your ribcage in half
For every time you on our behalf
Will you let me another chance to
The mind of a killa
(2x)
Serial
K I L A!
Fruit looped outta my like Godzilla
(Kill)
killa! (Killa, Killa)
Torture and (Killa, Killa)
killa! (Killa, Killa)
2: (Monoxide Child)
Could it be the blood? Maybe it's the you like
Or maybe it's my disregard for life
people are afraid to deny it
But not me
I keep it old like a mink coat
blade, at least 12 inches
With the tipped cracked off from stabbin' too bitches
I'm ditches with a mental mind state
???
ya ?? on the head of my axe
And pray to god I split you in half like train tracks
I can't it, so I just put it in my music
And hopefully killas can use it
confuse it with the same old game
Cause the shit I kick could put a glitch in your mainframe
Wicked to the I am
And you can meet me in the if you think I'm playing, what!
(2x)
Serial
K I L A!
Fruit looped outta my like Godzilla
(Kill)
killa! (Killa, Killa)
Torture and (Killa, Killa)
killa! (Killa, Killa)
Verse 3: (Tech & Jamie Madrox)
Who's the killa?
Who's the mother fucka ya love and I
But in the midst will fuck with real
ya bitch. We'll jock. You'll trip.
We'll shock with pistol cocked! (This the to knock!)
Who am I!?
Amerikilla, gorilla, the my nizzle
With I'm rapping, we set to gangrene
Killa killa, the realla, banana I feela
Nigga with a millimeter with the infrared
The axe is family, and for the
I use the axe to your anatomy
Ain't no being mad at me, the shit even worth it
I said I was a killa, not perfect
It's not my that I can't be trusted
And like me aren't all disgusting
Some will slit necks and into crushing
And killing people over to nothing mother fucker!
(2x)
Serial
K I L A!
Fruit looped my mind like Godzilla
(Kill)
killa! (Killa, Killa)
Torture and (Killa, Killa)
killa! (Killa, Killa)