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: Method
Slowly I turn, step by
the backwindow, I crept
Silent as a on a set
While everybody in the slept,
I disconnect the and the rest
Find a
Cut the power to the lights
Now a nigga wild for the
I come the living death, straight from the dirt
to avenge his own death on this earth
Ever heard of Jason, 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, flattenin' the
So there's no escape from the that awaits
No one to the horror taking place
Yeah, now I'm on my way up the
To the bedroom on my unaware
Heads will be from the chimney with care
With hopes that the police soon will be
I'm a killer!

[Verse Two:
Yo, yo
Fuck knocking, kick the door, 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 with a fucked up
Niggas scream out: "It's us bitches!"
shoot, out the phonebooth
I aim at your party, hit the group
"Happy birth..." ow, ow, ow, ow
Niggas snap, runnin' 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, bright clothes
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 strips you empty
Gather around, for sound
Fourth of July was three months ago, pad 'em down
No one will both thumbs
And eight fingers to square Joe Young
Tongue below one, spit dumb,
For boys to snowboard on
So whatchu, whatchu, want?
Chew spearmint gum two pump
Two cannons, piece by
school get dazed like G by G
Murda, murda, murda, kill, kill,
Take and screws out ferris wheels
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 Four: Man]
Doc my coat, I'm 'bout to go low
Titanic MC the boat meth
Tone deaf rhyme, sex line
Next time forget the TEC-9
Step, Five digital, context is
Bomb threat these thats on deck
So you the illest nigga in Hell naw
It's the master, number sixteen, party crasher,
I too much, I drink too much
My crew really give two fucks, about you ducks
We over here
What, spontaneous when I smoke a bag of dust
Ahh a rush, cigar be the dutch
Method Man and Redman, and Hutch
I MC's
Can't trust niggas, niggas trust me
I'm a killer!

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