Luyện nghe bài hát Even If

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

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

have no dress code from KRS to the Depeche Mode
Kid, I'm so you catch cold
At the of, it's 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 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 can't feel the of rap
Take a picture of my nutsack carbon that
And your crew a fax mothafucka

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

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

The Killa Bee, John Jacobs straight up break up schemes and
Ace up my sleeves bake up pies and
So is what its come 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 byte my shit, I'm like Kojack
To get my flow and 4-flat I track you down like a low jack

Five verse five, eye for an eye can I
The uncivilized, make civilized
You know from wrong so know that I'm the bomb
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, five mics, 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

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