Luyện nghe bài hát Bring The Pain

Basically, can't fuck me

I came to bring the hardcore from the brain
Let's go inside my plane
out my mental's based on instrumental
Records hey so I can monumental
Methods, I'm not the
But niggas is decaf I stick 'em for the
Check it just how can shit get
Deep as the abyss and is mad fish accept it
In Cross Color clothes you've crossed over
Then got Krossed Out and Kris Kross
Who the boss? Niggas get tossed to the
And I'm the side of the Force
Of course it's the Method, Man the Wu-Tang Clan
I be hectic, and coming for the piece protect it
Fuck it, two tears in a bucket, niggas want the
Bustin' at me bruh, now it
Styles, I buckwild
Method Man on some shit, pulling niggas
I'm sick, insane, crazy, Miss Daisy
Out her fuckin' now I got mine I'm Swayze

Is it real son, is it real son
Let me know it's son, if it's really real
Something I could feel son, it up and kill one
Want it raw deal son, if really real

And when I was a stereo (Stereo)
I listened to some (Champion)
I always (Wondered)
now I be the number one (Tical hahaha)
Now you to the Gargon (Gargon)
And the Gargon
And any man dat test me (Test me)
Me gwanna lick out them (It's like that)

Brothers want to hang with the bring the rope
The only way you hang is by the neck poke
Off the set comin' to projects
Take it as a threat, better yet a promise
Comin' a vet on some old Vietnam shit
Nigga you can bet bottom dollar hey I bomb shit
And it's get even worse word to God
It's the Wu comin' through sickin niggaz for they
on your left, southpaw em it's the Meth
Came to represent and carve my name in chest
You can come realize you're no contest
Son I'm the gun won that old Wild West
Quick on the draw my hands on the four
three eleven with the rugged rhymes galore
Check it cause I think not when hip-hops like proper
Rhymes be the proof I'm drinkin' 90 proof
Huh vodka, no OJ, no
When you it to me aiy, give it to me raw
I've learned when you drink straight it burns
Enough to give my chest a perm
I don't need a chemical to pull a hoe
All I need is Bank to pay da mo'

What, basically that, Meth-Tical, ninety-four
up we be hazardous
Northern spicy mustard hoes
We to stick you

Is it son, is it really real son
Let me know it's son, if it's really real
Something I could feel son, load it up and one
Want it raw deal son, if really real