Luyện nghe bài hát Serial Killas

1: (Jamie Madrox)
What is it about a serial that attracts you?
And makes this that you can sharpen an axe to
Taking you back through a hallway to a black
No walls or ceilings, doorways to pass through
You choose: are always nice
But and knives are way more precise
When it to cutting, this shit here is an art
And we what we start, that's what separates us apart
From other fuckers, not saying no names
But other mother fuckers (They ain't family!)
And say I'm sick, too sick.
how sick do you get
When you see a without a butcher knife buried in it
Wait a minute, an axe
I wanna smash ribcage in half
For time you laughed on our behalf
Will you let me chance to redefine
The mind of a serial
(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 blood? Maybe the blood you like
Or maybe it's my blatant for life
Most people are to deny it
But not me
I keep it old like a mink coat
Rusty blade, at least 12
With the tipped cracked off from stabbin' too bitches
I'm digging ditches with a mental state
???
ya ?? on the head of my axe
And to god I don't split you in half like train tracks
I can't control it, so I put it in my music
And other killas can use it
Don't confuse it the same old game
Cause the shit that I kick could put a in your mainframe
Wicked to the I am
And you can me in the dark 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 real
the mother fucka ya love and I hate
But in the midst will fuck with real
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
Psychopathic I'm rapping, we set to gangrene
Killa killa, the realla, banana fanna I
with a millimeter with the infrared beam
The axe is family, and for the
I use the axe to separate anatomy
Ain't no being mad at me, the ain't even worth it
I I was a serial killa, not perfect
It's not my fault I can't be trusted
And people like me all disgusting
Some will slit necks and skull crushing
And killing people over next to 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)