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: Man]
Slowly I turn, step by
the backwindow, I crept
Silent as a on a set
While in the house slept,
I disconnect the and the rest
Find a
Cut the power to the lights
Now a nigga for the night
I come like the living death, straight the dirt
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 help myself, my thoughts ain't my own
The voices in my just won't leave me alone
Murda, murda, murda, kill, kill,
on the car seats, flattenin' the wheels
So there's no escape from the that awaits
No one to witness the taking 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!

[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 mama name you, or Mrs.
Battle in session, up with it?
I talk I walk with a fucked up pivot
Niggas out: "It's just us bitches!"
shoot, out the phonebooth
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
out the size, like karate shoes, Doc
Turn velcro, night 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 backs Mr. Bentley,
After p-p-p strips you
around, for rapid sound
Fourth of July was three months ago, shoulda pad 'em
No one will both thumbs
And eight fingers to square Joe Young
Tongue below one, spit dumb,
For white boys to on
So whatchu, whatchu, whatchu
Chew spearmint gum two double
Two cannons, piece by
Your get dazed like G by G
Murda, murda, murda, kill, kill,
nuts and screws out ferris wheels
If you ain't Missy, no bills
Body, you and supermarket, no

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

[Verse Method Man]
Doc hold my coat, I'm to go low
Titanic MC the boat meth
deaf rhyme, microphone sex line
Next time don't forget the
Step, digital, context is critical
Bomb threat these individiuals on deck
So you the illest in Nebraska? Hell naw
It's the master, sixteen, party crasher, Flex
I think too much, I drink too
My crew really give two fucks, about you ducks
We over here
What, combust when I smoke a bag of dust
Ahh what a rush, cigar be the
Method Man and Redman, Starsky and
I MC's
Can't niggas, niggas can't trust me
I'm a killer!

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