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 back window, I
Silent as a mouse on a set while everybody in the slept
I disconnect the phones and the find a butcher knife
Cut the power lines to the lights now a nigga for the night
I like the living death, straight from the dirt
Back to avenge his own on this earth

Ever of Jason, then you know my work
to the basement, the dog get it first
I can't help myself, my ain't my own
The in my head just won't leave 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 horror taking

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

Yo, yo
Fuck knocking, kick the door, evict the
out, "It's a stickup, hit the floor"
You fish cake niggas, stay off
Did your mama you, or Mrs. Paul's
in session, what's up with it?
I talk like I walk with a up pivot
Niggas out, "It's just us bitches"
shoot, out the phone booth

I aim at party, hit the wrong group, "Happy birth"
Niggas done snap, runnin' hunch
Ducking, brick walls, get
So run laps, for I you
Bust out the size, karate shoes, Doc
Turn Velcro, night falls
Central park joggers, wear clothes
Tae Bo, five flo's lizard, centipede,
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 July was three ago
Shoulda pad 'em down no one will fold both
And eight to square with Joe Young
below one, spit dumb, moron
For boys to snowboard on
So whatchu, whatchu, whatchu

Chew 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 hold my coat, I'm to go low
MC rock the boat meth
Tone deaf rhyme, microphone sex
Next time don't the TEC-9 step
digital, context is critical
Bomb these individuals thats on deck
So you the ill est nigga in Hell naw
It's the master, sixteen, party 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, a rush, cigar be the dutch
Method Man and Redman, and Hutch
I crush MC's trust niggas, niggas can't trust me
I'm a

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