Luyện nghe bài hát Even If

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

Even if I died a deaths
I resurrect, I'll still be Meth the jams will still deaf
I'm here me and this micphone, we
And tryin' hear nothin' 'cause we had it up to here, word

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

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

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

New and Wu Tang 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, right

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

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

The Bee, John Jacobs straight up break up schemes and plots
Ace up my bake up pies and pots
So this is 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 can't smoke with dry lips
So chap byte my shit, I'm like
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 from wrong so know that I'm the
I dope for be and see the tracks on my arm,

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