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

Ever heard of Jason, then you know my
Down to the basement, the dog get it
I can't help myself, my thoughts my own
The voices in my head just won't me alone
Murda, murda, murda, kill, kill,
on the car seats, flattenin' the wheels
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 bedroom on my unaware
Heads be hung from the chimney with care
With hopes that the police soon be here
I'm a

Yo, yo
knocking, kick the door, evict 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 like I walk a fucked up pivot
Niggas scream out, "It's 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
out the size, like karate shoes, Doc
Turn Velcro, when 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 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 fold both thumbs
And eight fingers to square Joe Young
below one, spit dumb, moron
For boys to snowboard on
So whatchu, whatchu, want?

Chew spearmint gum two pump
Two cannons, by piece
Your school get dazed G by G
Murda, murda, murda, kill, kill,
Take nuts and 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 the boat meth
Tone rhyme, microphone sex line
Next time don't the TEC-9 step
Five digital, context is
threat these individuals thats on deck
So you the ill est in Nebraska? Hell naw
the master, number sixteen, party crasher, Flex

I think too much, I too much
My crew don't 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
Man and Redman, Starsky and Hutch
I crush MC's can't trust niggas, niggas can't me
I'm a

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