Luyện nghe bài hát The Riff

I met Mr. Death morning
He me a ride
I said I think I'm not quite yet
To by your side
Practice you preach
Then said the count of
It doesn't hurt to a peek
He grinned and my hand

I sad in the leather seat of his van
The screamed like a pack of rats
In a pan

The headlights where sparks
And the tyres flames
Well, allrighty
He and opened up his case

The grim reaper played
His bony cold and stiff
The thunder froze my heart
As he cranked out the
Oh yeah, the

his song was over
And he me not to lie
I felt a bit
But I to criticize
I him, Man, the riff is a killer
But the is a throw-away
His looked disappointed
But he Ah, it's ok

I him, has he shown
The devil what got
He's hits
But he has not

So the out of touch
And he smell a hit
Cuz he has his mind
all that hip-hop shit

The grim played guitar
His bony fingers and stiff
The sonic froze my heart
As he out the riff
Oh yeah, the

I up and the van was upside down
My bleeds
We must have crashed off the road
And could varely speak
He said, Listen you'd take my place
I'm leaving soon
I said, I'm dude, I'm kinda busy.
But tell you I'll take the tune
And it like this...

The grim played guitar
His bony fingers cold and
The sonic thunder my heart
As he out the riff
The grim played guitar
His bony cold and stiff
The sonic thunder my heart
As he cranked out the
He out the riff
He out the riff
He cranked out the