Luyện nghe bài hát The Riff

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

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

The headlights where sparks
And the tyres spinning
Well, allrighty
He said and up his case

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

Then his song was
And he me not to lie
I felt a bit
But I to criticize
I told him, Man, the riff is a
But the rest is a
His looked disappointed
But he Ah, it's ok

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

So the devil's out of
And he cannot a hit
Cuz he has lost his
With all that hip-hop

The grim reaper guitar
His fingers cold and stiff
The sonic thunder my heart
As he cranked out the
Oh yeah, the

I woke up and the van was down
My bleeds
We must have crashed off the road
And Death varely speak
He said, Listen you'd gottas take my
I'm leaving office
I said, I'm sorry dude, I'm busy.
But you what: I'll take the tune
And it like this...

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