Luyện nghe bài hát Even If

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

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

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

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

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

New and improved Wu style
Turn it up now y'all 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

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

The Killa Bee, John Jacobs up break up schemes and plots
Ace up my sleeves bake up pies and
So is what its come to, huh
Takin' 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 back and 4-flat I track you down like a low jack

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 dope for be and see the on my arm, mothafucka

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

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

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