Luyện nghe bài hát Boogie Man - 1992

'Hey boys and girls we're gonna play a game
What's your son you look kinda strange, what's your name?'
call me the boogieman'

Let's play dead, and ya a second to die
And if I do or die, I sing a
I'm not a crime fighter, I'm a ghost writer
And then my is like a chip ahoy, I bet'cha bite uh
And they understand, a rock and roll band
I'm not the KK Klan, more the boogie man
And Satan's in the mix and you wanna diss
Because this is for all the
I'd be dead, I'm knockin' 'em dead
Before you live, ya die, over play dead
I'm the O-G-I-D-M-A-D-M-A-N
Amen, sin, here we go the fuck again
Takin' to the T-O-P, you don't wanna fuck me
I'm the boogie man and I'm M-A-T-G
Now you know, how we go a here we go
Unholy's my scenario, kickin' it in
Style is stick, the ballistics
Kinda magnificent, but always stayin'
You understand, 'cause you can't and I can
I got the whole in my hand
I'm the boogieman

'Oh shit I'm scared, God boogie man'

I'd rather be dope, then and wishin' on a ho
all she wrote, so fuck John the Pope
And if I do that, I a clue jack
I'm the unholy but you already that
I'm a black devil, black
Black rhythm, rhyme, black beat, yo
I never pop with acid hip hop
A with a 1, 2 and ya don't
I keep it goin' I, I know knowin' I
The way I'm goin' I'm ya how I'm flowin' I
I hold my black dick just a pool stick
My cue balls in my pocket so watch it
But you don't understand you can't and I can
I got the whole world in my hand, 'cause I'm the

me the boogieman