Luyện nghe bài hát Serial Killas

1: (Jamie Madrox)
What is it a serial killa that attracts you?
And makes this music you can sharpen an axe to
Taking you back a hallway to a black room
No walls or ceilings, just doorways to through
You chainsaws are always nice
But and knives are way more precise
When it to cutting, this shit here is an art
And we finish we start, that's what separates us apart
From other fuckers, not saying no names
But them other mother (They ain't family!)
And say I'm sick, too sick.
how sick do you get
When you see a chest a butcher knife buried in it
Wait a minute, an axe
I wanna smash your in half
For every you laughed on our behalf
Will you let me another to redefine
The of a serial killa
(2x)
Serial
K I L A!
Fruit outta my mind like Godzilla
(Kill)
killa! (Killa, Killa)
Torture and (Killa, Killa)
killa! (Killa, Killa)
2: (Monoxide Child)
Could it be the Maybe it's the blood you like
Or it's my blatant disregard for life
Most are afraid to deny it
But not me
I keep it old school a mink coat
Rusty blade, at 12 inches
With the tipped cracked off from too many bitches
I'm digging with a mental mind state
???
ya ?? on the head of my axe
And pray to god I don't split you in half train tracks
I can't it, so I just put it in my music
And other killas can use it
Don't it with the same old game
Cause the shit that I kick could put a glitch in mainframe
to the bone I am
And you can meet me in the if you think I'm playing, what!
(2x)
Serial
K I L A!
Fruit outta my mind like Godzilla
(Kill)
killa! (Killa, Killa)
Torture and (Killa, Killa)
killa! (Killa, Killa)
Verse 3: (Tech N9ne & Madrox)
Who's the killa?
the mother fucka ya love and I hate
But in the midst will fuck real millas
Trust ya bitch. jock. You'll trip.
We'll shock pistol cocked! (This the shit to knock!)
Who am I!?
Amerikilla, gorilla, the Juggalizzle my
With Psychopathic I'm rapping, we set to
Killa killa, the realla, fanna I feela
Nigga with a millimeter the infrared beam
The axe is family, and for the
I use the axe to separate your
Ain't no being mad at me, the shit ain't even it
I I was a serial killa, not perfect
It's not my fault that I be trusted
And like me aren't all disgusting
Some will necks and into skull crushing
And killing people next to nothing mother fucker!
(2x)
Serial
K I L A!
Fruit looped outta my like Godzilla
(Kill)
killa! (Killa, Killa)
Torture and (Killa, Killa)
killa! (Killa, Killa)