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 shelf in the shed
It's telling me I gotta fuckin bloody the
My victim
Cut her head off at the
She was a with AIDS
disease like it was dope
Cut the off her pimp
Before he to trash talk
Two bodies in my trunk and police on a
I'm on the again
chasing me for blocks
Seen a homie on the
So I passed the axe to

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

Pass it, something sharp and
And I'll pass it
worry I'll pass it back
It's raining, the is dark and wicked
And I'll it back
Don't 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 dark and then ran through the hood
And chopped up drunk bums like they're of wood
I see myself stopping 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 slip
And I'm about to pass it to the hands of 2 Dope bitch

I your axe and swang it through like butter
When I cut back you better run, duck, and
You your jugular well, it's gone
I blacked out night and realized in the morning
Gotta dig hole in the backyard
Run get me a shovel, it ain't that
And that I got a hairpin trigger wrist
When I it off, haha, you get the gist

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

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I the axe
Perhaps I had a
I seen a pretty pretty
And I couldn't
I cut it
I throw knives precision
But noting like the feeling
Of the incision
Flip it over, a program
I pound his head into a bloody
With the
it into the sky and let it stick in my back
And passed out at Monoxide's front like that

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

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

"The axe that splits so many
Its back to the tool to relax
that
So many failed no tale to tell
And it's only remembered be the stain left
On the axe."