Luyện nghe bài hát Method Man - Bring Da Pain

Basically, can't with me

[verse

I came to the pain hardcore from the brain
Let's go inside my astral
out my mental's based on instrumental
Records hey, so I can monumental
Methods, I'm not the
But niggaz is decaf I stick em for the
Check it, just how can shit get
Deep as the abyss and is mad fish accept it
In your colour, clothes you've crossed over
Then got totally krossed out and kris
Who da boss? niggaz get to the side
And I'm the side of the force
Of course it's the method, man from the wu-tang
I be hectic, and comin for the head piece it
Fuck it, two tears in a bucket, niggaz want the
Bustin at me bruh, now it
Styles, I gets
Method man on some shit, pullin files
I'm sick, insane, crazy, drivin daisy
Out her fuckin mind now I got I'm swayze

Is it son, is it really real son
Let me know it's real son, if really real
Something I could feel son, load it up and one
Want it raw son, if it's really real

booster]

And I was a lil stereo (stereo)
I to some champion (champion)
I wondered (wondered)
Will now I be the one? (tical! hahaha)
Now you listen to de (gargon!)
And de summary
And any man dat test me (test me)
Me gwanna lick out dem (it's like that)

two:]

Brothers want to hang with the meth the rope
The only way you is by the neck nigga poke
Off the set comin to your
Take it as a threat, better yet a promise
Comin from a vet on some old shit
Nigga you can bet bottom dollar hey I bomb shit
And gonna get even worse word to god
It's the wu comin through sickin for they garments
Movin on your left, em it's the meth
Came to represent and my name in your chest
You can come realize you're no contest
Son I'm the gun that won that old wild
Quick on the draw with my hands on the
Nine eleven with the rugged rhymes galore
Check it I think not when this hip-hops like proper
Rhymes be the proof while I'm 90 proof
Huh vodka, no oj, no
you give it to me aiy, give it to me raw
I've learned when you drink absolut straight it
Enough to give my chest hairs a
I don't need a chemical blow to a hoe
All I need is chemical to pay da mo'

What, basically that, meth-tical, style
Word up we be hazardous *car crashing* passing me*
spicy brown mustard hoes
We to stick you
sound of car racing by]

I'll fuckin, I'll cut your kneecaps off
And make you kneel in staircase piss

I'll fuckin, cut your off
And feed you nuthin but pills

You
(so? ? ) so the hoe
the hoe

(look at this nigga, motherfuckin...)