Luyện nghe bài hát Cereal Killer

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

[Verse Method Man]
Slowly I turn, step by
Through the backwindow, I
as a mouse on a set
While everybody in the slept,
I disconnect the phones and the
a butcherknife
Cut the power lines to the
Now a wild for the night
I come like the living death, straight the dirt
Back to avenge his own death on this
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 voices in my head just won't leave me
Murda, murda, murda, kill, kill,
Pissing on the car seats, the wheels
So there's no escape from the that awaits
No one to witness the horror place
Yeah, now I'm on my way up the
To the on my prey unaware
Heads will be hung from the with care
With that the police soon will be here
I'm a killer!

Two: Redman]
Yo, yo
Fuck knocking, the door, evict the four
Yell "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 I walk with a fucked up pivot
Niggas out: "It's just us bitches!"
Don't shoot, out the
I aim at your party, hit the group
"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, karate shoes, Doc
velcro, when night falls
Central park joggers, wear clothes
Tae bo, flo's
Lizard, Centipede,
I'm a killer!

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

[Verse Three:
Yo, yo
I walk on backs Mr. Bentley,
p-p-p strips you empty
Gather around, for rapid
Fourth of July was three months ago, shoulda pad 'em
No one will fold thumbs
And eight fingers to square with Joe
Tongue one, spit dumb, moron
For white to snowboard on
So whatchu, whatchu, whatchu
Chew spearmint gum two pump
Two cannons, piece by
school get dazed like G by G
Murda, murda, murda, kill, kill,
Take nuts and screws out ferris
If you Missy, payin' no bills
Body, you and supermarket, no

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

[Verse Method Man]
Doc my coat, I'm 'bout to go low
Titanic MC rock the meth
deaf rhyme, microphone sex line
Next don't forget the TEC-9
Step, digital, context is critical
Bomb threat these individiuals thats on
So you the illest nigga in Hell naw
the master, number sixteen, party crasher, Flex
I too much, I drink 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, Starsky and
I MC's
Can't niggas, niggas can't trust me
I'm a killer!

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