Luyện nghe bài hát Bring The Pain

Basically, can't fuck me

I came to bring the pain hardcore from the
Let's go inside my plane
Find out my based on instrumental
Records hey so I can write
Methods, I'm not the
But niggas is I stick 'em for the cream
Check it just how deep can get
Deep as the abyss and brothers is mad accept it
In your Color clothes you've crossed over
Then got Totally Krossed Out and Kross
Who the boss? get tossed to the side
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 head piece it
it, two tears in a bucket, niggas want the ruckus
Bustin' at me bruh, now it
Styles, I gets
Method Man on some shit, pulling files
I'm sick, insane, crazy, Drivin' Daisy
Out her fuckin' now I got mine I'm Swayze

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

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

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

What, basically that, Meth-Tical, style
up we be hazardous
Northern spicy brown mustard
We have to you

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