Luyện nghe bài hát Serial Killas

1: (Jamie Madrox)
What is it about a serial killa that attracts
And makes this that you can sharpen an axe to
Taking you back through a to a black room
No walls or ceilings, just to pass through
You choose: chainsaws are nice
But razorblades and knives are way more
When it to cutting, this shit here is an art
And we finish what we start, that's separates us apart
From other mother fuckers, not saying no
But them mother fuckers (They ain't family!)
And say I'm sick, too sick.
how sick do you get
When you see a chest a butcher knife buried in it
a minute, gimme an axe
I wanna smash your ribcage in
For time you laughed on our behalf
Will you let me another to redefine
The mind of a killa
(2x)
Serial
K I L A!
Fruit looped outta my mind Godzilla
(Kill)
killa! (Killa, Killa)
Torture and (Killa, Killa)
killa! (Killa, Killa)
2: (Monoxide Child)
Could it be the Maybe it's the blood you like
Or maybe it's my blatant for life
Most are afraid to deny it
But not me
I keep it old school like a mink
blade, at least 12 inches
With the tipped cracked off from stabbin' too many
I'm digging ditches a mental mind state
???
Throw ya ?? on the of my axe
And pray to god I don't you in half like train tracks
I can't control it, so I just put it in my
And other killas can use it
Don't confuse it with the old game
Cause the shit that I kick put a glitch in your mainframe
to the bone I am
And you can me in the dark if you think I'm playing, what!
(2x)
Serial
K I L A!
Fruit looped my mind like Godzilla
(Kill)
killa! (Killa, Killa)
Torture and (Killa, Killa)
killa! (Killa, Killa)
Verse 3: (Tech N9ne & Madrox)
Who's the killa?
Who's the mother fucka ya love and I
But in the midst will fuck real millas
Trust ya bitch. We'll jock. trip.
We'll shock pistol cocked! (This the shit to knock!)
Who am I!?
Amerikilla, gorilla, the my nizzle
Psychopathic I'm rapping, we set to gangrene
Killa killa, the realla, fanna I feela
Nigga a millimeter with the infrared beam
The axe is family, and for the
I use the axe to separate your
Ain't no being mad at me, the shit ain't worth it
I I was a serial killa, not perfect
It's not my fault I can't be trusted
And people me aren't all disgusting
Some will slit and into skull crushing
And killing over next to nothing mother fucker!
(2x)
Serial
K I L A!
Fruit outta my mind like Godzilla
(Kill)
killa! (Killa, Killa)
Torture and (Killa, Killa)
killa! (Killa, Killa)