Luyện nghe bài hát Serial Killas

1: (Jamie Madrox)
What is it about a serial killa that attracts
And makes this music you can sharpen an axe to
Taking you through a hallway to a black room
No walls or ceilings, just doorways to through
You choose: are always nice
But razorblades and are way more precise
When it comes to cutting, shit here is an art
And we finish what we start, what separates us apart
From other mother fuckers, not no names
But them other fuckers (They ain't 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 wanna smash ribcage in half
For every you laughed on our behalf
Will you let me another to redefine
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 Maybe it's the blood you like
Or it's my blatant disregard for life
people are afraid to deny it
But not me
I keep it old school like a coat
blade, at least 12 inches
With the tipped cracked off from stabbin' too bitches
I'm digging ditches with a mental mind
???
ya ?? on the head of my axe
And pray to god I don't split you in half train tracks
I can't control it, so I just put it in my
And hopefully other can use it
Don't it with the same old game
Cause the that I kick could put a glitch 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 mind Godzilla
(Kill)
killa! (Killa, Killa)
Torture and (Killa, Killa)
killa! (Killa, Killa)
Verse 3: (Tech & Jamie Madrox)
the real killa?
Who's the mother fucka ya and I hate
But in the midst will fuck with real
ya bitch. We'll jock. You'll trip.
We'll with 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
Nigga a millimeter with 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 said I was a serial killa, not
It's not my fault that I can't be
And like me aren't all disgusting
Some will slit necks and into crushing
And killing people next to nothing mother fucker!
(2x)
Serial
K I L A!
Fruit looped outta my mind Godzilla
(Kill)
killa! (Killa, Killa)
Torture and (Killa, Killa)
killa! (Killa, Killa)