Luyện nghe bài hát Cereal Killer

Yeah, yeah...
Murda, murda, murda, kill, kill,
Murda, murda, murda, kill, kill, (I'm going to kill [echoes])

[Verse Method Man]
Slowly I turn, step by
Through the backwindow, I
Silent as a on a set
While everybody in the slept,
I the phones and the rest
Find a
Cut the power to the lights
Now a nigga wild for the
I come the living death, straight from the dirt
Back to avenge his own on this earth
Ever heard of Jason, then you know my
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,
Pissing on the car seats, flattenin' the
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 be hung from the chimney with care
With hopes that the police soon will be
I'm a killer!

[Verse Two:
Yo, yo
knocking, kick the door, evict the four
Yell "It's a stickup, hit the floor!"
You fish cake niggas, Lipton off
Did your name you, or Mrs. Paul's
in session, what's up with it?
I talk like I with a fucked up pivot
Niggas scream "It's just us bitches!"
Don't shoot, out the
I aim at your party, hit the wrong
"Happy birth..." ow, ow, ow, ow
Niggas snap, runnin' hunch back
Ducking, brick walls, get
So run laps, for I you
Bust out the size, like shoes, Doc
velcro, when night falls
Central park joggers, wear bright
Tae bo, five
Lizard, Centipede,
I'm a killer!

Cereal, killer (This is the sound of a cow: Howl)
Cereal, cereal

Three: Redman]
Yo, yo
I walk on like Mr. Bentley,
After p-p-p you empty
around, for rapid sound
Fourth of July was three months ago, pad 'em down
No one fold both thumbs
And eight fingers to square with Joe
below one, spit dumb, moron
For white boys to on
So whatchu, whatchu, want?
Chew spearmint gum two pump
Two cannons, by piece
Your school get like G by G
Murda, murda, murda, kill, kill,
Take nuts and screws out wheels
If you Missy, payin' no bills
Body, you and supermarket, no

Murda, murda, murda, kill, kill,
Murda, murda, murda, kill, kill, (Cereal, cereal killer)

Four: Method Man]
Doc hold my coat, I'm to go low
MC rock the boat meth
Tone rhyme, microphone sex line
Next don't forget the TEC-9
Step, Five digital, is critical
Bomb threat these individiuals on deck
So you the illest nigga in Nebraska? 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 when I smoke a bag of dust
Ahh what a rush, be the dutch
Method Man and Redman, and Hutch
I MC's
trust niggas, niggas can't trust me
I'm a killer!

[Blue
Cereal, cereal
Cereal, killer
Cereal, cereal
Cereal, killer...