Luyện nghe bài hát Boogie Man - 1992

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

Let's play dead, and give ya a to die
And if I do or die, I sing a
I'm not a fighter, I'm like a ghost writer
And then my rhyme is like a chip ahoy, I bite uh
And they don't understand, a and roll band
I'm not the KK Klan, like the boogie man
And Satan's in the mix and you don't diss
Because this is for all the
I'd rather be dead, I'm knockin' 'em
you live, ya die, roll over play dead
I'm the B-Double
Amen, another sin, here we go the again
to the T-O-P, you don't wanna fuck with me
'Cause I'm the man and I'm M-A-T-G
Now you wanna know, how we go a we go
my scenario, kickin' it in stereo
Style is stick, kickin' the
Kinda magnificent, but always stayin'
You don't understand, 'cause you and I can
I got the world in my hand
I'm the boogieman

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

I'd rather be dope, then prayin' and on a ho
That's all she wrote, so fuck 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, black rhyme, beat, yo
I went pop with acid hip hop
A a 1, 2 and ya don't stop
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 like a stick
My cue in my corner pocket so watch it
But you don't 'cause you can't and I can
I got the whole world in my hand, I'm the boogieman

me the boogieman