Luyện nghe bài hát Even If

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

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

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

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

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

New and improved Wu style
Turn it up now y'all then up now
flame, five 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

Even if I a thousand deaths
When I resurrect through my born
My name on, my words is like a third degree
The young MC's buzzworthy on MTV

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

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

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

New and Wu Tang 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 short Mr. Meth,
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, on

is Method Man for short 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