Luyện nghe bài hát Method Man

From the slums of Shaolin, Wu-Tang strikes again
The RZA, the GZA, Ol Dirty Bastard, Inspecktah Deck, Raekwon the
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' flam when come to a jam?
I am here I am, the Method Man
Patty cake patty cake hey the man
Don't eat Skippy, Jif or Pan
Peanut butter, 'cause I'm not
In fact I snap back like a
Band, I be Sam Sam I am
And I don't eat eggs and ham
will hit ya, wham!, then goddamn
You be like oh shit the jam
Turn it up now hear me get wu-wu-wild
I'm about to blow me up
Upside inside and outside
Hittin you from every angle 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
there, but I think he best to beware
Of the dog shit right here
Yippy yippy yay yippy yah yo
Like Deck said this ain't your average
like rah ooh ah achie kah
Tell me how ya it so far baby paw
The poetry's in motion to coast and
Rub it on your skin lotion
the commotion, oh my lord
Another corn by the Wu-Tang sword
Hey hey hey like Fat
It's the Method Man ain't no if about it
the Method

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

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

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

Uhh
huff and I puff
Blow like snow when the cold wind's
Zoom, I hit the mic boom
Wrote a song about it like to hear it it goes
Question exactly is a pantie raider
Ill behavior savior or flavor
All of the above oh plus I do so
flam I'm the man call me super
Not an Joe with an average flow
average things with average hoes
Yo I'm super I'll a bitch squirm
For my, Super (check it)
Check it I it to ya raw butt naked
I sex pass the Method
Let's get as I kick ballistics
Missiles and shoot like a pistol
Clip is loaded when I click bang
A Wu-Tang slug hits your
jump and I thump
Make girls like pump and Humpty Hump
Wow, the Shaolin' is all in me
Child, the damn isle is callin' me
P-A-N-T-Y mad raw I don't cry
Meaning no one can or toss and turn me
Ooh I be the sperm
Chim chimmeny chim cherie
Freak a flow and flow fancy
Now how licks does it take
For me to hit the Tootsie Roll center of a
and don't sleep the crews mad deep Wu-Tang
Fading motherfuckers bleach
So to each and every
You're clear like glass I can see through
whole damn posse be catchin' 'em all cause you vic'd
And ya have 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

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

(Word to mother, Man signing off, peace)