Luyện nghe bài hát Even If

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

Even if I died a thousand
When I resurrect, I'll still be Meth the jams will still
I'm here me and micphone, we here
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 they or their gun talk, yo, Rza

We got the clan in the and police at the door
Every is laced 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 too real
I can't be and can't feel the monotony of rap
Take a picture of my nutsack carbon that
And send crew a fax mothafucka

New and Wu Tang style
Turn it up now y'all fuck up now
Spit flame, five mics, peep game, on
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 resurrect through my born
My name lives on, my words is like a degree
The young MC's on your MTV

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

Repetitious rap don't get no airplay in my whip
And niggas can't smoke 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

Five verse five, eye for an eye can I
The uncivilized, make them
You know right from wrong so know that I'm the
I for be and see the tracks on my arm, mothafucka

New and improved Wu style
it up now y'all then fuck up now
Spit flame, mics, peep game, on sight
Bring the all night, off the chain, damn 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,
is Method Man for short Mr.Meth, Tical-Lion
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, on