Luyện nghe bài hát The Riff

I met Mr. Death this
He me a ride
I said I think I'm not ready yet
To by your side
what you preach
Then said the count of
It doesn't to take a peek
He and grabbed my hand

I sad in the leather seat of his van
The motor screamed like a of rats
In a pan

The headlights where shooting
And the tyres flames
Well, allrighty
He and opened up his case

The grim reaper guitar
His bony fingers and stiff
The sonic thunder my heart
As he out the riff
Oh yeah, the

his song was over
And he me not to lie
I felt a bit
But I dare to
I told him, Man, the riff is a
But the is a throw-away
His face looked
But he said Ah, ok

I asked him, has he
The what he's got
He's hits
But he has not

So the devil's out of
And he cannot a hit
Cuz he has lost his
With all that hip-hop

The reaper played guitar
His bony fingers cold and
The sonic thunder my heart
As he cranked out the
Oh yeah, the

I up and the van was upside down
My body
We have crashed right off the road
And could varely speak
He said, you'd gottas take my place
I'm office soon
I said, I'm sorry dude, I'm busy.
But tell you what: take the tune
And it like this...

The reaper played guitar
His fingers cold and stiff
The sonic thunder froze my
As he out the riff
The reaper played guitar
His bony fingers and stiff
The sonic thunder froze my
As he cranked out the
He cranked out the
He out the riff
He cranked out the