Luyện nghe bài hát Wake the Dead

Picked up a Holy Bible and it my hands

The witch is on the stick, she put me in the mix
all the dead in the cemetery will dance
Now it's time to teach an old dog new
You learn, so I burn your Holy Bible
Let's take a trip into my mind I'm
I'll locked inside my brain cell
And turn the world upside-down and make it hell
I know you see, I'm not your G-O-D
I got my on wax, I spin it back as I melt wax

The unwritten, forbidden, but still hittin'
The U-N-H-O-L-Y and I bullshittin'

all night and day, my soul might be saved
I make dead bodies roll over their
I one, drop two, and then 3, 4
After that I'll scream God I can't for more

THE DEAD
Wakin' up D-E-A-D around me

And I'm motherfuckin' motown G
Blood stains all in the 'cause I'm slittin' throats
Bodies and croakin' when I hit a note

Rotten, gone but not
Breathe your last breath the rhyme was death
So yes y'all, get off the for the psycho

Alfadiscobeta

Aquadoodoo, rock my
I'm kinda wicked when I kick it thought you

I get in the joint, but what's the point
Esham and I'm from D troit
Back up off me I'm black coffee
I for the suicidalists not the softees
Up and at 'em, I'm at 'em I got 'em scared
Now watch the devil get as I wake the dead
THE DEAD
I never fall back, I'm not a new
I get to wicked shit and get a flashback
I gotta unholy mind brain, money dollar poetry

To all the people that me
Some say I'm crazy for kickin' my tunes
When I drop bass, my shit boom
Never ever shit, on stage I break shit
And when I'm rockin' it you know the shit
I'm never up so shut the fuck up
'Cause talkin' some shit me will run your luck up
Headbangers bang your head to the dead
The red rum or is the rum red

a black man, killa rap man
I'm not the crusaed named Batman

I like it louder, I'll it prouder
I'll make system blow up like gun powder
Yes yes y'all, that's what I'm
All the headbangers bang your head to wake the
WAKE THE