Cereal Killer Lyrics by Method Man

Cereal Killer Lyrics

    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!

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