Luyện nghe bài hát Even If

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

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

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

We got the clan in the and police at the door
Every exit is laced C-4
'Bout to blow like I'm passed out
MCs is like bitches in tongs, ass out

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

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

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

Even if I a thousand deaths
I resurrect through my first born
My name lives on, my words is like a third
The young buzzworthy on your MTV

The Killa Bee, John Jacobs up break up schemes and plots
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 get no airplay in my whip
And niggas can't with 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, make them
You know right from so know that I'm the bomb
I dope for be and see the tracks on my arm,

New and improved Wu Tang
Turn it up now y'all then up now
flame, five mics, peep 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 Mr.Meth, Tical-Lion
This is Man for short Mr.Meth, Tical-Lion
is Method Man for short Mr.Meth, Tical-Lion
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, on