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

Ever of Jason, then you know my work
Down to the basement, the dog get it
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 escape from the fate awaits
No one to witness the taking place

Yeah, now I'm on my way up the
To the bedroom on my prey
Heads will be hung from the with care
With hopes that the police 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, up with 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 night
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 Mr. Bentley, after P P P strips you empty
Gather around, for rapid sound fourth of July was three ago
Shoulda pad 'em no one will fold both thumbs
And eight fingers to square with Joe
Tongue below one, spit dumb,
For white to snowboard on
So whatchu, whatchu, want?

spearmint gum two double pump
Two cannons, piece by
Your school get dazed 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 hold my coat, I'm to go low
Titanic MC the boat meth
Tone deaf rhyme, sex line
Next time don't forget the step
Five digital, 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 too much, I drink too much
My crew don't really give two fucks, about you
We over here Shaolin', what, spontaneous
I smoke a bag of dust, what a rush, cigar be the dutch
Method Man and Redman, and Hutch
I crush MC's can't trust niggas, can't trust me
I'm a

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