Luyện nghe bài hát Method Man

From the of Shaolin, Wu-Tang Clan strikes again
The RZA, the GZA, Ol Bastard, Inspecktah Deck, Raekwon the Chef
You-God, Ghost Face and the Method Man

M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN
M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN
M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN
M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN

Hey, you, get off my
You don't know me and you don't my style
Who be gettin' flam when they come to a
Here I am I am, the Method Man
Patty cake cake hey the method man
Don't eat Skippy, Jif or Pan
Peanut butter, I'm not butter
In fact I snap like a rubber
Band, I be Sam Sam I am
And I don't eat eggs and ham
Style hit ya, wham!, then goddamn
You be oh shit that's the jam
Turn it up now hear me get wu-wu-wild
I'm about to blow me up
Upside downside and outside
you from every angle there's no doubt
I am, the one and only Man
The master of the plan wrappin' like Saran
Wrap, with some of this and some of
Hold up (what?) I I tat I putty tat
Over there, but I think he to beware
Of the diggy dog right here
Yippy yay yippy yah yippy yo
Like Deck said ain't your average flow
like rah ooh ah achie kah
Tell me how ya it so far baby paw
The poetry's in coast to coast and
Rub it on your like lotion
What's the commotion, oh my
corn chopped by the Wu-Tang sword
Hey hey hey Fat Albert
It's the Method Man no if ands about it
the Method

All right, get ya White Owls, get ya meth, get ya skins
Don't your forty
And we gonna do it like

I got, fat of skunk
I got, Owl blunts
And I'm about to go get
Yes I'm to go get lifted

I got, a forty
I got, a shorty
And I'm to go and stick it
Yes I'm to go and stick it

Uhh
H-U-F-F and I puff
Blow like snow the cold wind's blowin'
Zoom, I hit the mic like
Wrote a about it like to hear it here it goes
what exactly is a pantie raider
Ill behavior or major flavor
All of the above oh plus I do so
Also I'm the man call me super
Not an average Joe an average flow
Doing average things with average
Yo I'm super I'll make a bitch
For my, Sperm (check it)
Check it I it to ya raw butt naked
I smell sex the Method
get lifted as I kick ballistics
Missiles and shoot like a pistol
Clip is loaded when I click dang
A Wu-Tang slug your brain
J-U-M-P and I thump
Make girls like pump and Humpty Hump
Wow, the Shaolin' is all in me
Child, the whole isle is callin' me
P-A-N-T-Y mad raw I don't cry
Meaning no one can burn or toss and me
Ooh I be the sperm
Chim chimmeny chim cherie
Freak a flow and flow fancy
Now how many licks does it
For me to hit the Tootsie center of a break
and don't sleep the crews mad deep Wu-Tang
Fading motherfuckers like
So to each and every
You're like glass I can see right through
You're whole damn be catchin' 'em all cause you vic'd
And ya didn't friends to begin with
I'm

M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN
M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN
M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN
M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN

Here I am, here I am, the Man

Straight the slums of Shaolin
Wu-Tang Killa Bee's on a
(Your soul have just taken through the 36 chambers of death, kid)

(Word to mother, Method Man off, peace)