Luyện nghe bài hát Method Man

From the slums of Shaolin, Wu-Tang strikes again
The RZA, the GZA, Ol Dirty Bastard, Inspecktah Deck, the Chef
You-God, Ghost Face Killer and the 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 they to a jam?
Here I am I am, the Method Man
Patty patty cake hey the method man
Don't eat Skippy, Jif or Pan
Peanut butter, 'cause I'm not
In fact I snap like a rubber
Band, I be Sam Sam I am
And I eat green eggs and ham
Style will hit ya, wham!, goddamn
You be oh shit that's the jam
Turn it up now hear me get buck
I'm to blow light me up
downside inside and outside
Hittin you from every angle there's no
I am, the one and Method Man
The master of the plan shit like Saran
Wrap, with of this and some of that
Hold up (what?) I tawt I tat I tat
there, but I think he best to beware
Of the dog shit right here
Yippy yippy yay yah yippy yo
Like Deck said this ain't your flow
like rah ooh ah achie kah
Tell me how ya like it so far paw
The poetry's in motion to coast and
Rub it on your like lotion
What's the commotion, oh my
Another corn chopped by the sword
Hey hey hey like Fat
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, White Owl
And I'm about to go get
Yes I'm about to go get

I got, myself a
I got, myself a
And I'm about to go and 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 to hear it here it goes
Question exactly is a pantie raider
Ill behavior or major flavor
All of the above oh yeah I do so
Also I'm the man call me super
Not an average Joe an average flow
Doing average things with hoes
Yo I'm super I'll a bitch squirm
For my, Super (check it)
Check it I give it to ya raw naked
I sex pass the Method
Let's get as I kick ballistics
Missiles and game like a pistol
Clip is when I click bang dang
A Wu-Tang hits your brain
J-U-M-P and I thump
Make girls rumps pump and Humpty Hump
Wow, the Shaolin' is all in me
Child, the whole isle is callin' me
P-A-N-T-Y R-A-I-D-E-R mad raw I cry
Meaning no one can or toss and turn me
Ooh I be the super
Chim chimmeny chim cherie
a flow and flow fancy free
Now how many licks does it
For me to hit the Tootsie Roll center of a
Peep and don't sleep the crews mad Wu-Tang
motherfuckers like bleach
So to and every crew
You're clear like glass I can see through
You're whole damn posse be catchin' 'em all cause you
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 on a swarm
(Your soul just been taken through the 36 chambers of death, kid)

(Word to mother, Method Man off, peace)