Luyện nghe bài hát Serial Killas

1: (Jamie Madrox)
What is it about a serial that attracts you?
And this music that you can sharpen an axe to
Taking you back through a to a black room
No walls or ceilings, just doorways to pass
You choose: chainsaws are nice
But and knives are way more precise
When it comes to cutting, shit here is an art
And we finish what we start, that's what us apart
From other fuckers, not saying no names
But them other mother (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 time you on our behalf
you let me another 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 Maybe it's the blood you like
Or maybe it's my disregard for life
Most people are afraid to it
But not me
I it old school like a mink coat
blade, at least 12 inches
With the tipped cracked off from stabbin' too many
I'm digging ditches with a mental state
???
Throw ya ?? on the of my axe
And pray to god I don't split you in half like tracks
I can't control it, so I just put it in my
And hopefully killas can use it
Don't confuse it with the same old
Cause the that I kick could put a glitch in your mainframe
to the bone I am
And you can me in the dark if you think I'm playing, what!
(2x)
Serial
K I L A!
looped outta my mind like 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 real millas
ya bitch. We'll jock. You'll trip.
We'll shock with cocked! (This the shit to knock!)
Who am I!?
Amerikilla, gorilla, the my nizzle
Psychopathic 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 separate your
no being mad at me, the shit ain't even worth it
I said I was a killa, not perfect
It's not my fault that I can't be
And people me aren't all disgusting
Some will necks and into skull crushing
And people over 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)