Luyện nghe bài hát Cereal Killer

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

Slowly I turn, step by step through the window, I crept
Silent as a on a set while everybody in the house slept
I the phones and the rest find a butcher knife
Cut the power lines to the lights now a nigga 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 help myself, my thoughts ain't my own
The voices in my head just won't me alone
Murda, murda, murda, kill, kill,
Pissing on the car seats, the wheels
So there's no escape from the that awaits
No one to witness the horror place

Yeah, now I'm on my way up the
To the bedroom on my unaware
Heads will be hung the chimney with care
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 mama name you, or Mrs. Paul's
Battle in session, what's up it?
I talk I walk with a fucked up pivot
Niggas scream out, "It's us bitches"
shoot, out the phone booth

I aim at your party, hit the group, "Happy birth"
Niggas done snap, runnin' hunch
Ducking, walls, get thumbtacked
So run laps, for I you
Bust out the size, karate shoes, Doc
Turn Velcro, when falls
Central park joggers, wear bright
Tae Bo, flo's 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 strips you
around, for rapid sound fourth of July was three months ago
Shoulda pad 'em down no one will fold both
And fingers to square with Joe Young
below one, spit dumb, moron
For boys to snowboard on
So whatchu, whatchu, want?

Chew gum two double pump
Two cannons, by piece
Your school get dazed G by G
Murda, murda, murda, kill, kill,
Take nuts and screws out ferris
If you ain't Missy, payin' no
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 rhyme, microphone sex line
Next time forget the TEC-9 step
digital, context is critical
Bomb threat these individuals on deck
So you the ill est nigga in Hell naw
It's the master, number sixteen, crasher, Flex

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

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