Luyện nghe bài hát Method Man (home Grown Version)

From the of Shaolin, Wu-Tang Clan 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 don't know me and you know my style
Who be gettin' flam when they come to a
Here I am here I am, the 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 don't eat green and ham
Style will hit ya, wham!, goddamn
You be like oh shit the jam
Turn it up now hear me get buck
I'm about to light me up
downside inside and outside
Hittin you from every angle there's no
I am, the one and only Man
The master of the plan wrappin' shit like
Wrap, some of this and some of that
up (what?) I tawt I tat I putty tat
Over there, but I think he to beware
Of the diggy dog shit 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 coast to and
Rub it on your skin lotion
What's the commotion, oh my
Another corn chopped by the sword
Hey hey hey like Fat
It's the Method Man ain't no if about it
It's the

All right, y'all get ya Owls, get ya meth, get ya skins
forget your forty
And we gonna do it this

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

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

Uhh
H-U-F-F and I puff
Blow like snow when the wind's blowin'
Zoom, I hit the mic like
Wrote a song about it like to hear it here it
Question what is a pantie raider
Ill savior or major flavor
All of the oh yeah plus I do so
flam I'm the man call me super
Not an average Joe an average flow
Doing things with average hoes
Yo I'm super make a bitch squirm
For my, Sperm (check it)
Check it I give it to ya raw butt
I smell sex the Method
Let's get as I kick ballistics
Missiles and shoot game a pistol
Clip is loaded when I bang dang
A slug hits your brain
J-U-M-P and I thump
Make girls rumps like and Humpty Hump
Wow, the style is all in me
Child, the whole damn isle is 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 sperm
Chim chim chim cherie
a flow and flow fancy free
Now how licks does it take
For me to hit the Tootsie Roll of a break
Peep and don't sleep the crews mad deep
Fading motherfuckers bleach
So to each and crew
clear like glass I can see right through
You're 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

I am, here I am, the Method Man

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

(Word to mother, Man signing off, peace)