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, by step
the backwindow, I crept
Silent as a on a set
everybody in the house slept,
I disconnect the and the rest
a butcherknife
Cut the power lines to the
Now a wild for the night
I like the living death, straight from the dirt
Back to his own death on this earth
Ever heard of Jason, you know my work
to the basement, the dog get it first
I help myself, my thoughts ain't my own
The voices in my head just won't me alone
Murda, murda, murda, kill, kill,
Pissing on the car seats, flattenin' the
So there's no escape from the fate that
No one to witness the taking place
Yeah, now I'm on my way up the
To the bedroom on my unaware
Heads will be hung the chimney with care
With hopes 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 niggas, stay Lipton off
Did your mama name you, or Mrs.
in session, what's up with it?
I talk like I walk a fucked up pivot
Niggas out: "It's just us bitches!"
shoot, out the phonebooth
I aim at your party, hit the group
"Happy birth..." ow, ow, ow, ow
Niggas done snap, hunch back
Ducking, walls, get thumbtacked
So run laps, for I you
out the size, like karate shoes, Doc
Turn velcro, 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, killer

[Verse Redman]
Yo, yo
I walk on backs Mr. Bentley,
After p-p-p you empty
Gather around, for rapid
Fourth of July was three months ago, shoulda pad 'em
No one will fold thumbs
And fingers to square with Joe Young
Tongue below one, dumb, moron
For white boys to on
So whatchu, whatchu, whatchu
Chew gum two double pump
Two cannons, piece by
Your school get dazed G by G
Murda, murda, murda, kill, kill,
Take 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, (Cereal, cereal killer)

Four: Method Man]
Doc my coat, I'm 'bout to go low
Titanic MC rock the boat
Tone deaf rhyme, sex line
Next time don't the TEC-9
Step, Five digital, context is
Bomb threat individiuals thats on deck
So you the illest nigga in Nebraska? naw
It's the master, sixteen, party crasher, Flex
I think too much, I drink too
My crew don't 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
Man and Redman, Starsky and Hutch
I MC's
trust niggas, niggas can't trust me
I'm a killer!

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