Luyện nghe bài hát Method Man (home Grown Version)

From the slums of Shaolin, Wu-Tang strikes again
The RZA, the GZA, Ol Dirty Bastard, Deck, Raekwon 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 don't me and you don't know my style
Who be gettin' when they come to a jam?
Here I am I am, the Method Man
Patty patty cake hey the method man
eat Skippy, Jif or Peter Pan
Peanut butter, I'm not butter
In fact I snap like a rubber
Band, I be Sam Sam I am
And I don't eat eggs and ham
Style will hit ya, wham!, then
You be oh shit that's the jam
it up now hear me get buck wu-wu-wild
I'm about to blow me up
Upside downside and outside
Hittin you every angle there's no doubt
I am, the one and Method Man
The master of the plan wrappin' shit Saran
Wrap, with some of and some of that
Hold up (what?) I I tat I putty tat
Over there, but I think he best to
Of the dog shit right here
Yippy yay yippy yah yippy yo
Like Deck said this ain't your average
Comin' like rah ooh ah kah
me how ya like it so far baby paw
The poetry's in motion coast to and
Rub it on your like lotion
What's the commotion, oh my
corn chopped by the Wu-Tang sword
Hey hey hey like Fat
It's the Method Man no if ands about it
It's the

All right, y'all get ya White Owls, get ya meth, get ya
forget your 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, a shorty
And I'm about to go and it
Yes I'm to go and stick it

Uhh
H-U-F-F and I puff
Blow like snow when the cold wind's
Zoom, I hit the mic boom
Wrote a song it like to hear it here it goes
Question what exactly is a pantie
Ill behavior savior or major
All of the above oh yeah I do so
flam I'm the man call me super
Not an average Joe an average flow
Doing average things with average
Yo I'm super I'll make a bitch
For my, Sperm (check it)
Check it I give it to ya raw naked
I sex pass the Method
Let's get lifted as I ballistics
Missiles and shoot game like a
Clip is loaded when I click bang
A Wu-Tang slug hits brain
J-U-M-P jump and I
Make rumps like pump and Humpty Hump
Wow, the Shaolin' is all in me
Child, the whole isle is callin' me
R-A-I-D-E-R mad raw I don't cry
Meaning no one can or toss and turn me
Ooh I be the super
Chim chimmeny chim chim
Freak a flow and fancy free
Now how many licks it take
For me to hit the Tootsie center of a break
Peep and don't sleep the crews mad deep
Fading like bleach
So to and every crew
You're clear like glass I can see right
You're damn posse be catchin' 'em all cause you vic'd
And ya didn't have friends to 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
Wu-Tang Killa Bee's on a
(Your soul have been taken through the 36 chambers of death, kid)

(Word to mother, Man signing off, peace)