Luyện nghe bài hát Boogie Man - 1992

'Hey boys and girls today we're gonna play a
What's your son you look kinda strange, what's your name?'
'They 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 rhyme is a chip ahoy, I bet'cha bite uh
And they don't understand, a rock and roll
I'm not the KK Klan, more like the man
And Satan's in the mix and you don't wanna
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 O-G-I-D-M-A-D-M-A-N
Amen, another sin, here we go the again
Takin' to the T-O-P, you wanna fuck with me
'Cause I'm the boogie man and I'm
Now you know, how we go a here we go
Unholy's my scenario, kickin' it in
Style is stick, kickin' the
Kinda magnificent, but always distant
You don't understand, you can't and I can
I got the whole world in my
'Cause I'm the

'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 give a jack
I'm the unholy but you already knew
I'm a black devil, sheep
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 pool
My cue in my corner pocket so watch it
But you don't understand you can't and I can
I got the world in my hand, 'cause I'm the boogieman

Call me the