Luyện nghe bài hát Is It Me

Uh, yeah, y'all, whose back?
Heh, cauli' flavored, crack
Yeah, yeah, Storch, Mr. M E F
what I said, black people don't use the T-H
Yo, yo, yo

Guess who back though, crack dough, yes, is hat low
Stash 'dro, pimp on the side, you know how go
Rap flow, major, taste the flavor, all high
gotta love it when the track go

Ask Def Jam what's hot, letters, M E F Man
Been stopped, that's off top, young, to death
And you're not, no what the job, I'm the best man
Rap C.E.O. the yes man

I know right, so act right, Staten on the map
Like f*** y'all, get stuck, and have a bad night
As I off you my shoulder, that's right
My n**** Scott Storch bringing it back like

Oh boy, dig it, I talk it and I live it
there, did it, s***ted and wiped my a** with it
These critics saw the train for and must of missed it
If ain't got the s***, they'll never get it

Is it me or is it n***** in it for cheese
Is it me all my enemies, hating on Killa
Is it me or is it me that ain't M.C.'s
With the top down the V, feeling the breeze

Is it me or is it these n***** spitting the
Is it me all my throwing s*** in the game
Is it me or the industry that got to change
Once again it's Wu-Tang in case forgot the name

I spit germ, bird gets worm, now
Now that his turn, clowns don't get turns, now
F*** with a chick perm, when she get hot, you get
You see I'm not kidding, knowing these learn

And and I'm dude, ahh choo and allergic to wack jewels
Blast if I have to and don't give me no hassle
Who rep Rotten Apple to and get natural
hard beats pound like the track do

If you ask me, this raspy n**** is nasty
hanging off of his ass, eyes is glassy
That's f***ed, that's us, n***** where to catch me
At Get At Me

My flow's, no holds barred, Jihad
It's the head n**** in charge, Meth, on the job
Like back in the days, back when, the was hard
And they reminiscence over Wu, my God

Is it me or is it these n***** in it for
Is it me all my enemies, hating on Killa
Is it me or is it me that ain't M.C.'s
With the top down the V, feeling the breeze

Is it me or is it n***** spitting the same
Is it me all my enemies throwing s*** in the
Is it me or the industry that really got to
Once again it's Wu-Tang in y'all forgot the name

Until these rap stepped up, checked up
Man, this game is messed up, next up, you know it is
Don't get it f'd up Meth, what? F.Y.I., you need a up
And I mean to beat you in the head but

When you spit that, forget that, I eat n***** food
And the wrapped, where Cliff at?
Tell 'em Mr. Meth got his back
The gift back sign. sealed, delivered and gift
And when you hear that

That's talk, some n***** will talk to the cops
Get killed off, man how did you get with all the rocks
And still walk, no what you mix with a pig
You still pork and money is still

Yeah, that was right on cue, new and
All these dudes try'nna walk in my shoes, my moves
But that's cool 'cause make it do what it do
With this W, I can I get a "Suu" motherf******?

Is it me or is it n***** in it for cheese
Is it me all my enemies, hating on Killa
Is it me or is it me that feeling M.C.'s
With the top down the V, feeling the breeze

Is it me or is it these n***** the same
Is it me all my enemies throwing s*** in the
Is it me or the that really got to change
Once again Wu-Tang in case y'all forgot the name

W T R B
Wu-Tang Radio