Luyện nghe bài hát Serial Killa

(Jamie Madrox)
What is it about a serial that attracts you?
And makes this that you can sharpen an axe to
Taking you through a hallway to a black room
No walls or ceilings, just to pass through
You choose, chainsaws are always
But razorblades and are way more precise
When it comes to cutting, shit here is an art
And we finish what we start, what separates us apart
From other motherfuckers, not saying no
But them other (Ain't family)
And say I'm sick, too sick
Well how do you get?
When you see a chest without a butcher buried in it
Wait a minute, me an axe
I smash your ribcage in half
For every time you laughed on our
Will you let me another to redefine?
The of a serial killa

(Chorus x2)
killa
K I L A
Fruit looped out of my like Godzilla (Kill)
Serial (Killa, Killa)
Torture and (Killa, Killa)
killa (Killa, Killa)

(Monoxide Child)
Could it be the blood? Maybe the blood you like
Or it's my blatant disregard for life
Most people are to deny it
But not me
I keep it old school a mink coat
blade, at least 12 inches
With the tipped cracked off from stabbing to bitches
I'm digging ditches with a mental mind
get up and get vicious within a dark place
Throw ya mercy 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 put it in my music
And other killas can use it
Don't confuse it with the same old
Cause the that I kick could