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Cereal Killer


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Yeah, yeah... Murda, murda, murda, kill, kill, kill Murda, murda, murda, kill, kill, kill (I'm going to kill [echoes]) [Verse One: Method Man] Slowly I turn, step by step Through the backwindow, I crept Silent as a mouse on a set While everybody in the house slept, I disconnect the phones and the rest Find a butcherknife Cut the power lines to the lights Now a nigga wild for the night I come like the living death, straight from the dirt Back to avenge his own death on this earth Ever heard of Jason, then you know my work Down to the basement, the dog get it first I can't help myself, my thoughts ain't my own The voices in my head just won't leave me alone Murda, murda, murda, kill, kill, kill Pissing on the car seats, flattenin' the wheels So there's no escape from the fate that awaits No one to witness the horror taking place Yeah, now I'm on my way up the stairs To the bedroom on my prey unaware Heads will be hung from the chimney with care With hopes that the police soon will be here I'm a killer! [Verse Two: Redman] Yo, yo Fuck knocking, kick the door, evict the four Yell out: "It's a stickup, hit the floor!" You fish cake niggas, stay Lipton off Did your mama name you, or Mrs. Paul's Battle in session, what's up with it? I talk like I walk with a fucked up pivot Niggas scream out: "It's just us bitches!" Don't shoot, out the phonebooth I aim at your party, hit the wrong group "Happy birth..." ow, ow, ow, ow Niggas done snap, runnin' hunch back Ducking, brick walls, get thumbtacked So run laps, for I body you Bust out the size, like karate shoes, Doc Turn velcro, when night falls Central park joggers, wear bright clothes

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