Luyện nghe bài hát PasstheAx

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

I took the axe off the in the tool shed
It's telling me I gotta fuckin the misled
My victim
Cut her head off at the
She was a hooker with
disease like it was dope
Cut the head off her
he started to trash talk
Two in my trunk and police on a manhunt
I'm on the noose
They chasing me for
Seen a homie on the
So I the axe to Madrox

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

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

I the axe back 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 they're blocks of wood
I can't see stopping and if I do then I'm dead
And the way I'm dying is if I sever my own head
Grip on the tip, so my nub slip
And I'm to fuckin' pass it to the hands of 2 Dope bitch

I took your axe and swang it through like
When I cut you better run, duck, and cover
You know your jugular well, it's
I blacked out last night and realized in the
Gotta dig another hole in the
Run get me a shovel, it ain't that
And that I got a hairpin trigger wrist
When I squeeze it off, haha, you get the

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

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

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

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

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