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 phones and the
a butcherknife
Cut the power to the lights
Now a nigga wild for the
I like the living death, straight from the dirt
Back to avenge his own death on earth
Ever heard of Jason, then you my work
to the basement, the dog get it first
I can't 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 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 hung from the chimney with
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 niggas, stay Lipton off
Did mama name you, or Mrs. Paul's
Battle in session, up with it?
I talk like I walk with a 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, runnin' back
Ducking, brick walls, get
So run laps, for I you
out the size, like karate shoes, Doc
Turn velcro, when falls
Central park joggers, bright clothes
Tae bo, flo's
Lizard, Centipede,
I'm a killer!

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

[Verse Three:
Yo, yo
I on backs like Mr. Bentley,
After strips you empty
around, for rapid sound
Fourth of was three months ago, shoulda pad 'em down
No one will both thumbs
And fingers to square with Joe Young
Tongue one, spit dumb, moron
For white to snowboard on
So whatchu, whatchu, whatchu
Chew gum two double pump
Two cannons, by piece
Your school get 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, kill (Cereal, killer)

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

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