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 One: Man]
Slowly I turn, step by
Through the backwindow, I
as a mouse on a set
While in the house slept,
I disconnect the phones and the
Find a
Cut the lines to the lights
Now a nigga for the night
I come like the living death, straight from the
Back to avenge his own on this earth
Ever heard of Jason, then you know my
Down to the basement, the dog get it
I can't myself, my thoughts ain't my own
The voices in my just won't leave me alone
Murda, murda, murda, kill, kill,
Pissing on the car seats, flattenin' the
So there's no escape from the fate awaits
No one to witness the horror taking
Yeah, now I'm on my way up the
To the bedroom on my unaware
Heads will be hung from the chimney care
With that the police soon will be here
I'm a killer!

[Verse Redman]
Yo, yo
Fuck knocking, kick the door, the four
out: "It's a stickup, hit the floor!"
You fish cake niggas, stay off
Did your mama you, or Mrs. Paul's
in session, what's up with it?
I talk like I walk with a up pivot
Niggas scream "It's just us bitches!"
shoot, out the phonebooth
I aim at party, hit the wrong group
"Happy birth..." ow, ow, ow, ow
Niggas done snap, hunch 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,
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 strips you empty
around, for rapid sound
Fourth of July was three months ago, shoulda pad 'em
No one will both thumbs
And fingers to square with Joe Young
Tongue below one, dumb, moron
For white to snowboard on
So whatchu, whatchu, want?
spearmint gum two double pump
Two cannons, piece by
Your get dazed like G by G
Murda, murda, murda, kill, kill,
Take nuts and screws out wheels
If you ain't Missy, no bills
Body, you and supermarket, no

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

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

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