Luyện nghe bài hát Even If

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

if I died 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 tryin' hear 'cause we had it up to here, word

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

We got the clan in the front and police at the
exit is laced with C-4
'Bout to blow like trial I'm 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 send your a fax mothafucka

New and improved Wu Tang
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

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

The Killa Bee, John straight up break up schemes and plots
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 don't get no airplay in my
And niggas can't with dry lips
So chap my shit, I'm like 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 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
Turn it up now y'all fuck up now
flame, five mics, peep game, on sight
Bring the pain all night, off the chain, damn

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

is Method 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