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 window, I crept
Silent as a mouse on a set while in the house slept
I disconnect the phones and the rest find a butcher
Cut the lines to the lights now a nigga wild for the night
I come like the living death, from the dirt
Back to avenge his own death on this

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 voices in my head just won't leave me
Murda, murda, murda, kill, kill,
Pissing on the car seats, flattenin' the
So there's no from the fate that awaits
No one to witness the taking place

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

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

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

Yo, yo
I walk on backs like Mr. Bentley, after P P P you empty
Gather around, for rapid sound fourth of was three months ago
Shoulda pad 'em no one will fold both thumbs
And eight fingers to with Joe Young
Tongue below one, dumb, moron
For white to snowboard on
So whatchu, whatchu, whatchu

spearmint gum two double pump
Two cannons, by piece
Your school get dazed G by G
Murda, murda, murda, kill, kill,
Take and screws out ferris wheels
If you Missy, payin' no bills
Body, you and supermarket, no

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

Doc my coat, I'm 'bout to go low
MC rock the boat meth
Tone deaf rhyme, microphone sex
Next time don't forget the step
Five digital, is critical
Bomb threat individuals thats on deck
So you the ill est nigga in Hell naw
It's the master, number sixteen, party crasher,

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

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