Luyện nghe bài hát Method Man

From the slums of Shaolin, Wu-Tang Clan strikes
The RZA, the GZA, Ol Dirty Bastard, Inspecktah Deck, Raekwon the
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 know my
Who be gettin' flam when they come to a
Here I am I am, the Method Man
Patty cake cake hey the method man
eat Skippy, Jif or Peter Pan
Peanut butter, I'm not butter
In fact I snap back like a
Band, I be Sam Sam I am
And I don't eat green 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 about to blow me up
Upside downside inside and
Hittin you from every 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 of that
up (what?) I tawt 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
Like Deck said this ain't your average
Comin' rah ooh ah achie kah
Tell me how ya like it so far paw
The in motion coast to coast and
Rub it on your like lotion
the commotion, oh my lord
Another corn chopped by the sword
Hey hey hey Fat Albert
It's the Method Man ain't no if about it
the Method

All right, y'all get ya Owls, get ya meth, get ya skins
Don't forget forty
And we do it like this

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

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

Uhh
huff and I puff
Blow like snow when the wind's blowin'
Zoom, I hit the mic boom
Wrote a about it like to hear it here it goes
what exactly is a pantie raider
Ill behavior savior or flavor
All of the above oh plus I do so
Also flam I'm the man me super
Not an Joe with an average flow
Doing average things average hoes
Yo I'm super I'll make a squirm
For my, Super (check it)
Check it I give it to ya raw naked
I sex pass the Method
get lifted as I kick ballistics
Missiles and shoot game a pistol
Clip is loaded I click bang dang
A slug hits your brain
J-U-M-P and I thump
Make girls rumps pump and Humpty Hump
Wow, the style is all in me
Child, the whole damn is callin' me
R-A-I-D-E-R mad raw I don't cry
Meaning no one can burn or toss and me
Ooh I be the super
Chim chimmeny chim chim
Freak a flow and flow fancy
Now how many does it take
For me to hit the Tootsie Roll of a break
Peep and don't the crews mad deep Wu-Tang
Fading like bleach
So to and every crew
You're clear like I can see right through
You're whole damn posse be catchin' 'em all you vic'd
And ya didn't have friends to begin
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, I am, the Method Man

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

(Word to mother, Man signing off, peace)