Luyện nghe bài hát The Riff

I met Mr. this morning
He offered me a
I said I I'm not quite ready yet
To travel by side
Practice what you
Then said the count of
It doesn't hurt to a peek
He grinned and my hand

I sad in the seat of his Chevy van
The motor like a pack of rats
In a pan

The headlights where shooting
And the tyres spinning
Well, allrighty
He said and opened up his

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

Then his was over
And he me not to lie
I a bit uneasy
But I dare to
I told him, Man, the is a killer
But the rest is a
His face looked
But he Ah, it's ok

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

So the devil's out of
And he smell a hit
Cuz he has lost his
all that hip-hop shit

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

I woke up and the van was upside
My bleeds
We have crashed right off the road
And Death varely speak
He said, Listen you'd take my place
I'm office soon
I said, I'm dude, I'm kinda busy.
But you what: I'll take the tune
And it goes this...

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