Luyện nghe bài hát Method Man

From the slums of Shaolin, Clan strikes again
The RZA, the GZA, Ol Bastard, Inspecktah Deck, Raekwon the Chef
You-God, Ghost Killer 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 know me and you don't know my style
Who be gettin' when they come to a jam?
Here I am here I am, the Man
Patty patty cake hey the method man
eat Skippy, Jif or Peter Pan
Peanut butter, 'cause I'm not
In I snap back 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 like oh shit the jam
Turn it up now hear me get buck
I'm to blow light me up
Upside downside inside and
you from every angle there's no doubt
I am, the one and Method Man
The master of the plan wrappin' shit like
Wrap, with some of this and of that
Hold up (what?) I I tat I putty tat
Over there, but I think he best to
Of the diggy dog right here
Yippy yay yippy yah yippy yo
Deck said this ain't your average flow
Comin' like rah ooh ah kah
Tell me how ya like it so far paw
The poetry's in motion to coast and
Rub it on your skin lotion
What's the commotion, oh my
Another corn chopped by the sword
Hey hey hey Fat Albert
the Method Man ain't no if ands about it
It's the

All right, get ya White Owls, get ya meth, get ya skins
forget your forty
And we gonna do it like

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

I got, myself a
I got, myself a
And I'm to go and stick it
Yes I'm about to go and it

Uhh
H-U-F-F and I puff
Blow like when the cold wind's blowin'
Zoom, I hit the mic boom
Wrote a song about it like to it here it goes
what exactly is a pantie raider
Ill savior or major flavor
All of the above oh yeah I do so
flam I'm the man call me super
Not an average Joe with an average
Doing average things with hoes
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
Let's get lifted as I kick
Missiles and shoot game a pistol
Clip is loaded I click bang dang
A Wu-Tang slug your brain
J-U-M-P and I thump
Make girls rumps like and Humpty Hump
Wow, the Shaolin' is all in me
Child, the damn isle is callin' me
P-A-N-T-Y R-A-I-D-E-R mad raw I cry
Meaning no one can burn or toss and me
Ooh I be the super
Chim chimmeny chim chim
a flow and flow fancy free
Now how many licks does it
For me to hit the Tootsie Roll of a break
Peep and don't sleep the mad deep Wu-Tang
Fading motherfuckers like
So to each and crew
You're clear like 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

I am, here I am, the Method Man

Straight from the slums of
Killa Bee's on a swarm
(Your soul have just been through the 36 chambers of death, kid)

(Word to mother, Method Man off, peace)