作词 : Clarke, Diggs, Method Man ... Yeah, murda, murda, murda, kill, kill, kill Murda, murda, murda, kill, kill, kill I'm going to kill Slowly I turn, step by step through the back window, I creptSilent as a mouse on a set while everybody in the house slept I disconnect the phones and the rest find a butcher knife 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 Yo, yoFuck 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 phone booth I aim at your party, hit the wrong group, "Happy birth" 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, DocTurn Velcro, when night falls Central park joggers, wear bright clothes Tae Bo, five flo's lizard, centipede, snake I'm a killer, I'm a killer This is the sound of a cow Yo, yoI 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 YoungTongue 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 GMurda, 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 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 individuals thats on deck So you the ill est nigga in Nebraska? Hell nawIt's the master, number sixteen, party crasher, FlexI 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, what a rush, cigar be the dutch Method Man and Redman, Starsky and HutchI crush MC's can't trust niggas, niggas can't trust me I'm a killer Cereal, cereal killer Cereal, cereal killer Cereal, cereal killer Cereal, cereal killer