Luyện nghe bài hát Cereal Killer

Yeah, murda, murda, murda, kill, kill,
Murda, murda, murda, kill, kill,
I'm to kill

Slowly I turn, step by step through the back window, I
Silent as a on a set while everybody in the house slept
I disconnect the and the rest find a butcher knife
Cut the lines to the lights now a nigga wild for the night
I come like the living death, straight from the
Back to avenge his own on this earth

Ever of Jason, then you know my work
Down to the basement, the dog get it
I can't help myself, my ain't my own
The in my head just won't leave me alone
Murda, murda, murda, kill, kill,
Pissing on the car seats, flattenin' the
So there's no escape from the that awaits
No one to the horror taking place

Yeah, now I'm on my way up the
To the bedroom on my prey
Heads will be hung from the chimney with
hopes that the police soon will be here
I'm a

Yo, yo
Fuck knocking, kick the door, evict the
out, "It's a stickup, hit the floor"
You fish cake niggas, Lipton off
Did mama name you, or Mrs. Paul's
Battle in session, what's up it?
I talk like I with a fucked up pivot
Niggas out, "It's just us bitches"
Don't shoot, out the phone

I aim at your party, hit the group, "Happy birth"
Niggas done snap, hunch back
Ducking, brick walls, get
So run laps, for I you
Bust out the size, karate shoes, Doc
Turn Velcro, when night
Central joggers, wear bright clothes
Tae Bo, flo's lizard, centipede, snake
I'm a killer, I'm a
is the sound of a cow

Yo, yo
I on backs like Mr. Bentley, after P P P strips you empty
around, for rapid sound fourth of July was three months ago
Shoulda pad 'em down no one will both thumbs
And fingers to square with Joe Young
Tongue below one, spit dumb,
For white boys to on
So whatchu, whatchu, whatchu

Chew spearmint gum two double
Two cannons, piece by
Your school get dazed G by G
Murda, murda, murda, kill, kill,
nuts and screws out ferris wheels
If you ain't Missy, payin' no
Body, you and supermarket, no

Murda, murda, murda, kill, kill,
Murda, murda, murda, kill, kill,

Doc hold my coat, I'm to go low
Titanic MC the boat meth
deaf rhyme, microphone sex line
Next don't forget the TEC-9 step
Five digital, is critical
Bomb threat these individuals on deck
So you the ill est nigga in Hell naw
the master, number sixteen, party crasher, Flex

I think too much, I too much
My don't really give two fucks, about you ducks
We over Shaolin', what, spontaneous combust
When I smoke a bag of dust, what a rush, be the dutch
Method Man and Redman, Starsky and
I crush MC's can't trust niggas, niggas can't me
I'm a

Cereal, cereal
Cereal, killer
Cereal, killer
Cereal, killer