Luyện nghe bài hát Even If

Come on, yeah, yeah,
Yeah, yeah, yo, come on

Even if I a thousand deaths
When I resurrect, I'll still be the jams will still deaf
I'm here me and this micphone, we
And ain't tryin' nothin' 'cause we had it up to here, word

Lyrics have no dress code from KRS to the Mode
Kid, I'm so you catch cold
At the jump of, it's about to jump off my
Speak they hands or their gun talk, yo, Rza

We got the in the front and police at the door
Every is laced with C-4
'Bout to blow like trial I'm out
MCs is bitches in tongs, they ass out

But me the M E T H O D just too
I can't be touched and can't feel the of rap
Take a picture of my nutsack carbon that
And your crew a fax mothafucka

New and improved Wu style
Turn it up now then fuck up now
flame, five mics, peep game, on sight
Bring the pain all night, off the chain, damn

This the Method Man for Mr. Meth, Tical-Lion
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, on

if I died a thousand deaths
When I resurrect my first born
My name lives on, my is like a third degree
The young buzzworthy on your MTV

The Killa Bee, John Jacobs straight up break up schemes and
Ace up my sleeves up pies and pots
So this is what its to, huh
shots at dem kids who used to punk you, huh

Repetitious rap shit don't get no airplay in my
And niggas can't smoke dry lips
So chap byte my shit, I'm like
To get my flow back and 4-flat I track you down like a low

Five verse five, eye for an eye can I
The uncivilized, them civilized
You know right wrong so know that I'm the bomb
I for be and see the tracks on my arm, mothafucka

New and improved Wu style
it up now y'all then fuck up now
Spit flame, five mics, game, on sight
Bring the all night, off the chain, damn right

This the Method Man for Mr. Meth, Tical-Lion
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, on

This is Method Man for short Mr.Meth,
This is Method Man for Mr.Meth, Tical-Lion
is Method Man for short Mr.Meth, Tical-Lion
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, on