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Cereal Killer (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Scarface:

Once upon a time at the honeycomb hideout
Sugarbear and mikey sat alone gettin fried out
Lucky walked in with this nigga name rice grain
Pulled out a knot and conjured up a dice game
Lucky looked at mikey and he said with a smile
Where’s the silly rabbit i ain’t seen him in a while
Mikey turned around and shook his head cause he ain’t know
Probably trickin with this bitch from rocky road name cheerio
I’m trippin off this shit cauuse i ain’t never seen it right
I’m feelin kind of leary cause i’m higher than a kite
The pipe has really got me on this other level
Its time to mark a murder
My victim’s fruity pebbles
I’m killin any motherfucker jumpin in my mix
I’m out to get you pebbles, heard the bitch was turnin tricks
I’m packin up my shit
I’m longin for some???
Up ain’t this a bitch face is on his way to bedrock
Shortly after gettin their i met up with this crook
Nearly cuttin the bitch in haly like some shredded mini wheats
I’m makin my escape
Sneakin out the back
Fuck i’m being spotted by some fag name apple jacks
I put it on his ass so he couldn’t come back to key me
Bleedin like a heart, i guess he must have ate his wheaties
He used to kiss dicks with his partner special k
I never had respect for homosexuals anyway
I’m on my way to houston
Played it safe i road the ferry
And ran across this motherfuckin cop name frank in berry
He starin at a nigga had the looks as if he know me
He asked about the bear
I said yeah, the bear’s my homey
The shit was kind of shady i was nervous from the jump
Arrivin at the docks got the word from captain crunch
Arrested for a murder, so now i’m thinkin shit
I didn’t know that captain crunch was cookoo for this bitch
My trial came up and now i’m thinkin
The dried up situation needs a little bit of milk
I had a half a gallo and ?? a nigga bought it
Reached and grabbed my spoon and made a motherfuckin run for it
I ate them up and washed them down with miller
Mr. scarface aka the cereal killer

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Cereal Killer (Letra)

Method Man

Method Man

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

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
Tae bo, five flo’s
Lizard, Centipede, Snake
I’m a killer!

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

Verse Three: Redman

Yo, yo
I walk on backs like Mr. Bentley,
After p-p-p strips you empty
Gather around, for rapid sound
Fourth of July was three months ago, shoulda pad ‘em down
No one will fold both thumbs
and eight fingers to square with Joe Young
Tongue below one, spit dumb, moron
For white boys to snowboard on
So whatchu, whatchu, whatchu want?
Chew spearmint gum two double pump
Two cannons, piece by piece
Your school get dazed like G by G
Murda, murda, murda, kill, kill, kill
Take nuts and screws out ferris wheels
If you ain’t Missy, payin’ no bills
Body, you and supermarket, no thrills

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

Verse Four: Method Man

Doc hold my coat, I’m ‘bout to go low
Titanic MC rock the boat meth
Tone deaf rhyme, microphone sex line
Next time don’t forget the TEC-9
Step, Five digital, context is critical
Bomb threat these individiuals thats on deck
So you the illest nigga in Nebraska? Hell naw
It’s the master, number sixteen, party crasher, Flex
I think too much, I drink too much
My crew don’t really give two fucks, about you ducks
We over here Shaolin
What, spontaneous combust when I smoke a bag of dust
Ahh what a rush, cigar be the dutch
Method Man and Redman, Starsky and Hutch
I crush MC’s
Can’t trust niggas, niggas can’t trust me
I’m a killer!