Luyện nghe bài hát PasstheAx

"We would like to you on a journey
A tale of an of death
Watch us as we the axe."

I took the axe off the in the tool shed
It's telling me I gotta bloody the misled
My approached
Cut her head off at the
She was a hooker with
Spreading disease it was dope
Cut the off her pimp
Before he started to trash
Two bodies in my and police on a manhunt
I'm on the again
chasing me for blocks
Seen a on the street
So I passed the axe to

I the axe
What the fuck am I to do with that?
It's all
And it looks like its been in and out of back
Grips on the handle, dripping down the neck
So I grabbed that bitch *laugh* back
Who wanna get halfed up by the half
Who got a gang of
And don't give half a shit,
You can fall victim to the headed furry
be scared, be worried, man

Pass it, sharp and wicked
And I'll pass it
Don't I'll pass it back
It's raining, the rain is and wicked
And I'll pass it
worry I'll pass it back

I took the axe to the shed where I stay
Cleaned off the blood and sharpened up the blade
Waited 'til dark and then ran through the
And chopped up drunk bums like they're of wood
I can't see myself and if I do then I'm dead
And the only way I'm dying is if I sever my own
on the tip, so my nub won't slip
And I'm about to fuckin' pass it to the of 2 Dope bitch

I your axe and swang it through like butter
When I cut you better run, duck, and cover
You know your well, it's gone
I blacked out night and realized in the morning
dig another hole in the backyard
Run get me a shovel, it that hard
And understand that I got a hairpin trigger
When I it off, haha, you get the gist

Pass it, sharp and wicked
And I'll it back
Don't I'll pass it back
It's raining, the rain is dark and
And I'll it back
Don't worry I'll it back

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I the axe
I had a relapse
I seen a pretty neck
And I couldn't
I cut it
I knives with precision
But it's noting like the
Of committing the
Flip it over, a radio
I pound his head into a bloody
With the
Threw it into the sky and let it stick in my
And passed out at Monoxide's front porch that

I took the axe and my fucking mind
On this cop who pulled up me
I handcuffed him on the side of the
And smacking em with it like I was making a beat
Oh God!
cop pulled up
So I the same axe and planted it in his forehead
Two more dead, and dismembered
Now it's back in the and that's all I remember

Pass it, something sharp and
And pass it back
Don't worry I'll pass it
It's raining, the is dark and wicked
And I'll it back
Don't worry I'll it back

"The axe that splits so backs
Its to the tool shed to relax
that
So failed with no tale to tell
And it's remembered be the stain they left
On the axe."