Luyện nghe bài hát Devilish Mood

I'm in a mood..
I'm in a mood...
You don't me, I got a split personality,
Showin' you a different of reality.
Late walkin' down the street with a butcher knife,
Cold jam it in stomach, and watch you vomit.
say I'm sick, hard to get with,
The psychotic nitwit.
Red Rum, Red Rum, I gotta get me so where's my next victim?
old lady walkin' down the block,
Hit her in the back of the with a rock.
Dum dum dum ditty dum dum, Red Rum, Red Rum, Red Rum.
APB out on me, killed the old lady, her social security.
I'm livin' just a pack rat,
So when I see someone some food, I say gimme that!
I'm livin' just like a pack rat, sleepin' on and shit,
in my clothes, I'm sleepin' outdoors.
'cause Ingling took my foodstamp,
Got me livin' like a tramp.
A hobo po' outdoors,
Thrown on the streets, so I'm on shelter floors.
I to voodoo,
make me out a doll of Governor Ingling to.
And put a pin in the of the fo' head,
While I say to myself, dead!
Homeless, I got no home,
So when I see a old lady, I her ass home.
People say I'm livin' like a animal,
I result to eatin like a cannibal.
to the funky drama,
I get flash and visions that I'm Jeffery Dahmer.
Now I'm on the for food,
'cause I'm homeless, I'm in a mood.
I'm starvin' like Marvin,
So I'ma get me a knife and start carvin'.
up, what the hell,
I'll get me some food for if I got to jail.
But even the jails won't me,
I got caught up in the system, me.
me down, nervous break down,
Cops found two dead bodies on the side of town.
Blame it on the people,
I no, see no, say no evil.
just take my own life,
One man starvin', walkin' around with a knife.
Wish life it was on TV,
Then maybe someone help me,
Or get me food,
'cause I got to survive, I'm in a mood.