Luyện nghe bài hát Serial Killas

1: (Jamie Madrox)
What is it about a serial killa attracts you?
And makes this that you can sharpen an axe to
you back through a hallway to a black room
No walls or ceilings, just doorways to pass
You chainsaws are always nice
But razorblades and knives are way precise
it comes to cutting, this shit here is an art
And we finish what we start, what separates us apart
From other mother fuckers, not no names
But other mother 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 smash your ribcage in half
For every time you on our behalf
you let me another chance to redefine
The mind of a killa
(2x)
Serial
K I L A!
Fruit looped 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 it's my blatant disregard for life
Most are afraid to deny it
But not me
I it old school like a mink coat
blade, at least 12 inches
With the tipped cracked off from too many bitches
I'm digging ditches a mental mind state
???
Throw ya ?? on the of my axe
And pray to god I don't split you in half like train
I can't it, so I just put it in my music
And hopefully other can use it
Don't confuse it 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 looped outta my mind Godzilla
(Kill)
killa! (Killa, Killa)
Torture and (Killa, Killa)
killa! (Killa, Killa)
Verse 3: (Tech N9ne & Madrox)
Who's the real
Who's the mother fucka ya and I hate
But in the will fuck with real millas
ya bitch. We'll jock. You'll trip.
We'll with pistol cocked! (This the shit 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 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 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 skull
And killing people next to nothing mother fucker!
(2x)
Serial
K I L A!
looped outta my mind like Godzilla
(Kill)
killa! (Killa, Killa)
Torture and (Killa, Killa)
killa! (Killa, Killa)