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 while everybody in the slept
I disconnect the phones and the find a butcher knife
Cut the power to the lights now a nigga wild for the night
I come like the living death, straight from the
to avenge his own death on this earth

Ever heard of Jason, you know my work
Down to the basement, the dog get it
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, flattenin' the
So there's no escape the fate that awaits
No one to witness the horror place

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 be here
I'm a

Yo, yo
Fuck knocking, 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
in session, what's up with it?
I talk like I walk with a 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, runnin' back
Ducking, brick walls, get
So run laps, for I you
out the size, like karate shoes, Doc
Turn Velcro, night falls
Central park joggers, wear clothes
Tae Bo, flo's lizard, centipede, snake
I'm a killer, I'm a
is the sound 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 months ago
Shoulda pad 'em no one will fold both thumbs
And eight fingers to square Joe Young
Tongue below one, dumb, moron
For white to snowboard on
So whatchu, whatchu, whatchu

Chew spearmint gum two double
Two cannons, piece by
Your school get dazed G by G
Murda, murda, murda, kill, kill,
nuts and screws 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 rock the meth
Tone deaf rhyme, sex line
Next time don't forget the step
digital, context is critical
Bomb threat individuals thats on deck
So you the ill est nigga in Hell naw
It's the master, number sixteen, party crasher,

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

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