Luyện nghe bài hát Even If

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

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

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

We got the in the front and police at the door
Every exit is laced C-4
'Bout to blow like I'm passed out
MCs is like in tongs, they 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
Take a picture of my nutsack copy that
And send your crew a fax

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

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

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

Repetitious rap shit don't get no airplay in my
And niggas can't smoke with dry
So chap byte my shit, I'm like
To get my flow back and 4-flat I 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 dope for be and see the on my arm, 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, right

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

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