Luyện nghe bài hát Even If

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

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

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

We got the clan in the front and police at the
Every exit is 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 be touched and can't feel the monotony of rap
Take a picture of my nutsack carbon copy
And send your crew a fax

New and Wu Tang style
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 Man for short Mr. Meth, Tical-Lion
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, on

if I died a thousand deaths
When I resurrect through my first
My name lives on, my words is like a degree
The MC's buzzworthy on your MTV

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

Repetitious rap shit get no airplay in my whip
And niggas smoke with dry lips
So chap byte my shit, I'm Kojack
To get my flow and 4-flat I track you down like a low jack

verse five, eye for an eye can I penalize
The uncivilized, make them
You know right from wrong so know that I'm the
I dope for be and see the tracks on my arm,

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

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

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