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 One: Method
Slowly I turn, step by
the backwindow, I crept
Silent as a on a set
While everybody in the slept,
I disconnect the phones and the
a butcherknife
Cut the power to the lights
Now a wild for the night
I come like the living death, straight from the
Back to avenge his own death on earth
heard of Jason, then you know my work
Down to the basement, the dog get it
I help myself, my thoughts 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 fate that
No one to witness the horror taking
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 soon be here
I'm a killer!

Two: Redman]
Yo, yo
Fuck knocking, kick the door, the four
Yell "It's a stickup, hit the floor!"
You cake niggas, stay 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
scream out: "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 done snap, hunch back
Ducking, walls, get thumbtacked
So run laps, for I you
Bust out the size, karate shoes, Doc
Turn velcro, when falls
Central park joggers, wear bright
Tae bo, flo's
Lizard, Centipede,
I'm a killer!

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

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

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

[Verse Four: Method
Doc my coat, I'm 'bout to go low
Titanic MC rock the boat
Tone rhyme, microphone sex line
Next don't forget the TEC-9
Step, Five digital, context is
Bomb threat individiuals thats on deck
So you the illest nigga in Hell naw
It's the master, number sixteen, party crasher,
I think too much, I drink too
My crew really give two fucks, about you ducks
We over Shaolin
What, spontaneous combust when I a bag of dust
Ahh what a rush, be the dutch
Method Man and Redman, Starsky and
I crush
Can't trust niggas, niggas can't me
I'm a killer!

Raspberry]
Cereal, cereal
Cereal, cereal
Cereal, killer
Cereal, killer...