Luyện nghe bài hát Still Stabbin'

Hey, hey, uh, I still have a
If ok with them, you know, there, them
The Dark in general
It's the whole thing again, it's, you see, I, uh

I people like everyday folks
people, any people, I chop off their throats
My stabbin's are like very quickly, hey
By the you feel it, I'm like 3 blocks away

I the newspaper guy an' took his little truck
Now I people an' drive away I'm like putt putt putt putt
I do a show an' people at the same time, what of that
I bear cages security guards in the back of the neck

I love house, I stab people there
Their so shitty an' dumpy, they don't even
I love stabbin' people, Def Leppard, remember
Well, I cut their drummer's arm off, you can ask him

Leo Owen, the of Island
I'm at a business meetin' with him, lookin' at him,
I up an' stabbed him, but he kicked my ass
17th floor, through me out through the glass

me, fuck you
Fuckin' me, fuck you
I need you to me, fuck you
Somebody come an' me, fuck you

Witnesses, I swear man I love 'em
They're on the porch knockin', I'm waitin' above 'em
Puncture wound victims to my door
Come back, mothafucka, Il'l stab you some

One time I was a wrestler, I wrestled the
I got out though, I had a knife in my spandex
I stabbed Tony Schiavone, the guy
Before the match, I to shake his hand but I stabbed him in the eye

I stabbed Smiley in the middle of a match
He was like, "What are you doing?", I said relax
I stabbed him an' again, I jumped out an' ran
chased me, catch me if you can

I tried to my own brother, bad news for my health
He twisted my arm back, I up stabbin' myself
I stab cabby drivers through the thick glass
built to last, can you help me

Slice 'em up, slice 'em
to side an' all around
They help, they don't care
swingin' everywhere

Slice 'em up, 'em down
Side to side an' all
They don't help, they don't
Ginsu swingin'

I up my money an' went an' saw the Lilith Fair
Started lesbians, there was millions of them there
I took off my an' I jumped in the pit
But there any pit, it was only me an' that was it

But so what? I was throwin' myself all over the
Sarah McLachlan was on stage, I said you whore
One time I met Slipknot, I their ass
Stabbed them all in the face, that's why they wear

My little newspaper truck runs on a of blood
I drive my lights off all through the neighborhood
But so hard to sneak because of the muffler
I that fucker

I did a song with 3 6 mafia, them guys are the
We went to the studio an' I started it
the session, they all left up out of there
But I behind an' stabbed the engineer

Can you help me? you
You gotta help me, you
I need you to me, fuck you
help me, fuck you

Naw, man, you, fuck you
Fuck all of you, you
You better fuckin' me, fuck you
me, help me

Slice 'em up, slice 'em
Side to an' all around
They don't help, they care
Ginsu swingin'

Slice 'em up, slice 'em
Side to an' all around
They don't help, they don't
Ginsu swingin'