Luyện nghe bài hát Boogie Man - 1992

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

play dead, and give ya a second to die
And if I do or die, I a lullaby
I'm not a crime fighter, I'm a ghost writer
And my rhyme 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 like the man
And Satan's in the mix and you wanna diss
this is for all the suicidalists
I'd rather be dead, I'm knockin' 'em
Before you live, ya die, roll play dead
I'm the B-Double
Amen, another sin, we go the fuck again
Takin' to the T-O-P, you don't fuck with me
I'm the boogie man and I'm M-A-T-G
Now you wanna know, how we go a we go
Unholy's my scenario, it in stereo
is stick, kickin' the ballistics
Kinda magnificent, but always distant
You don't understand, you can't and I can
I got the whole world in my
I'm the boogieman

'Oh shit I'm scared, God damn boogie

I'd rather be dope, prayin' and wishin' on a ho
That's all she wrote, so John the Pope
And if I do that, I give a clue
I'm the unholy but you already that
I'm a black devil, black
rhythm, black rhyme, black beat, yo
I never pop with acid hip hop
A with a 1, 2 and ya 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 just like a pool stick
My cue balls in my pocket so watch it
But you don't understand 'cause you and I can
I got the world in my hand, 'cause I'm the boogieman

me the boogieman