Luyện nghe bài hát Play My Song

We hit the ace, ace and we love chase
Wicked clown got more than pie for your face
With a drip, drip, drip it's blood on the
Three bodies in the trunk of the whip
the saw, saw, saw right below your jaw
You see your own roll off the table and fall
See the puck, puck, puck flamin arrows in truck
And one in lung stuck, you fucked outta luck

Play my song, gimme something i can on
Watcha tryin to hear, something murder, i got that
Play my song, gimme i can lean on
tryin to hear, something about murder, i got that
Bloody, bloody,
my song, bloody, bloody, bloody
Whatcha to hear, bloody, bloody, bloody

Here come the hack, hack, hack knives in back
Blood down your spine, all in your ass
With a swing, swing, swing your throat's
The three incisions i are fine as g-strings
It's the pat, pat, pat from with a bat
And splatter every till your whole head flat
the jab, jab, jab i'll punch you in your flab
Drag you to the butcher shop and you into slabs

Play my song, something i can lean on
tryin to hear, something about murder, i got that
Play my song, gimme something i can on
Watcha tryin to hear, something murder, i got that
Bloody, bloody,
my song, bloody, bloody, bloody
Whatcha to hear, bloody, bloody, bloody

(murder... death... war...)

Everyone of us have murder and death
To remind ourselves we still have our breath
Whether it's of disgraceful
Shit, as long as everybody get's a full
Someo f us root for the coppers, root for the killin
But everybody needs murderous thrillins
it back to when mankind was swinging from a tree
Murder is what we talkin about, and always be

Play my song, gimme i can lean on
Watcha to hear, something about murder, i got that
Play my song, gimme i can lean on
Watcha tryin to hear, something murder, i got that
Bloody, bloody,
my song, bloody, bloody, bloody
Whatcha to hear, bloody, bloody, bloody