Luyện nghe bài hát In My Own World (check The Method)

Yeah yeah, now the method

No time to get all excited, just it
From the let the pen slide, and spread
The ink on the papyrus, understand this (what?)
Paint the canvas, givin you my
To you, compose you
Get a picture of the scene, get an exposure
Words out my cipher, the of my circle
trapped inside of me, Cabrini to Ida B., don't lie to me
You want me in your
Squirt me in your vein, on the couch
I excite your brain til I'm out of your
digger, not a nigga or a negro I figure you're
The winner of the bread, precede your
'fore they come your head (yo kid kinda nice!)
the word, I speak, unique, clear and concise
Heads I'm boring, soaring to a new height of
And fight the night
With a light to sight make your competition say AIGHT
No I.D. from the city a beach on thirty-first
Makin all butt disperse

Yeah yeah, now the method

I'm in my own world ("Yeah yeah, now the method")

I say pay attention boy, I say UHH looka
I you to see me when you do you look and fear
I dilate pupils that's than a retina
My of Life you felt it, because of the texture
When I'm bubbly I call the ex ta, see if she still me
I'm advanced a copy studs be on my sac to dub me
CHEAP ASS NIGGAZ! Go and it
I ain't do all this work for
My style's my I gave birth to it
Like an immaculate conception, clean I
Went through pains, didn't give shorty a name
I put, bros before hoes that's the way and life goes
It's a Jungle out there but I'm never Fever-in for them white
I love black thighs, you sisters better
The real hair and real get real guys
So before you makeup your face, you better make up mind
I hope you wake up in time for the revolution, or you gon be
"I can't it! I got shot!"
Bowe/bo so I lick one, not for
But I got the Rid, for my
And the crab MCs that be all it
Huh, what good is the Rid without the
I'm the street pick to Nick, Tim, Mark and Kendall
I remember me and Dion tried to get into
I didn't No I.D., they wouldn't let me in
Now same gumps be askin me to get them in
I be like, "You don't me... fool"
And color it purple, he ain't in my circle
Now I'm square biz to you and I'm out
I'm in my own