Luyện nghe bài hát PasstheAx

"We would like to invite you on a
A of an instrument of death
us as we pass the axe."

I the axe off the shelf in the tool shed
It's me I gotta fuckin bloody the misled
My victim
Cut her head off at the
She was a hooker with
Spreading disease like it was
Cut the head off her
Before he to trash talk
Two bodies in my trunk and on a manhunt
I'm on the noose
They chasing me for
Seen a on the street
So I passed the axe to

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

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

I took the axe back to the shed where I
off the blood and then sharpened up the blade
Waited 'til dark and then ran through the
And chopped up bums like they're blocks 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
Grip on the tip, so my nub won't
And I'm about to fuckin' pass it to the hands of 2 Dope

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 out last night and realized in the morning
Gotta dig hole in the backyard
Run get me a shovel, it ain't that
And understand that I got a hairpin wrist
When I squeeze it off, haha, you get the

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

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I the axe
I had a relapse
I seen a pretty neck
And I relax
I cut it
I throw with precision
But it's noting like the
Of the incision
it over, a radio program
I his head into a bloody pizza
the hammer
Threw it into the sky and let it stick in my
And passed out at Monoxide's porch like that

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

Pass it, sharp and wicked
And I'll pass it
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

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