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 through the back window, I crept
Silent as a mouse on a set everybody in the house slept
I disconnect the phones and the rest a butcher knife
Cut the power lines to the lights now a wild for the night
I come like the living death, from the dirt
to avenge his own death on this earth

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

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

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

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
out the size, like karate shoes, Doc
Turn Velcro, when night
park joggers, wear bright clothes
Tae Bo, flo's lizard, centipede, snake
I'm a killer, I'm a
This is the of a cow

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

Chew gum two double pump
Two cannons, by piece
school get dazed like G by G
Murda, murda, murda, kill, kill,
Take nuts and 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 my coat, I'm 'bout to go low
Titanic MC rock the boat
deaf rhyme, microphone sex line
Next don't forget the TEC-9 step
digital, context is critical
Bomb threat individuals thats on deck
So you the ill est in Nebraska? Hell naw
It's the master, sixteen, party crasher, Flex

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

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