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 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 find a knife
Cut the power lines to the lights now a wild for the night
I come the living death, straight from the dirt
to avenge his own death on this earth

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

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 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 fish niggas, stay Lipton off
Did your mama name you, or Mrs.
in session, what's up with it?
I like I walk with a fucked up pivot
scream out, "It's just us bitches"
Don't shoot, out the phone

I aim at party, hit the wrong group, "Happy birth"
Niggas done snap, hunch back
Ducking, walls, get thumbtacked
So run laps, for I you
Bust out the size, karate shoes, Doc
Turn Velcro, night falls
Central park joggers, 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
around, for rapid sound fourth of July was three months ago
Shoulda pad 'em down no one fold both thumbs
And eight fingers to with Joe Young
Tongue one, spit dumb, moron
For white to snowboard on
So whatchu, whatchu, want?

spearmint gum two double pump
Two cannons, piece by
school get dazed like G by G
Murda, murda, murda, kill, kill,
nuts 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
Titanic MC rock the boat
deaf rhyme, microphone sex line
Next time don't 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 drink too
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
Man and Redman, Starsky and Hutch
I crush MC's can't trust niggas, niggas trust me
I'm a

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