Luyện nghe bài hát Raw Hide - Method Man

Intro: Ol' Dirty Bastard + (some woman)

Yeah!
I wanna let allllll y'all niggaz know in here
this is that Wu-Tang shit
This that shit gonna get you high... {*echoes*}
See when you stimulate your own mind, for one common
You see, who's the real
See what you see, is you you see
(Can I say it? a-run tings!)
Be the G
on timin and in the place to be
(Run blood tings!)
they see meeeeeeee!

Dirty Bastard]
You're a crossbreed, I'm a seed
I ACTION, that's what I need
I never put in my mind
cause I know when I touch the mic there's the
see murder is caused
when you fuck with the negative and positive
Then they came up, out my
with the hit that's be LARGE
Tired of on my fuckin ass
Niggaz I know, be runnin around with mad fuckin
Who the wanna be an emcee
if you get paid, to be a fuckin emcee?
I came out my momma -- I'm on welfare
Twenty-six old -- still on welfare!
so I gotta get fully
Whether it's truthfully or
With my Boston process

Chorus: Man

Move em in em in
Move em out em out
Stick it up {*whip raw hide!

[Ol' Bastard]
Yea, gotta come back to
Killin niggaz who said they got stacks, I don't give a fuck
{*inhales*} I wanna see blood, it's period blood
or bustin fuckin face, some blood!
I'm out my FUCKIN mind!
Everytime I get devils {*breathing hard*}
Let me calm down, you niggaz better start
I'm comin, I'm dope like fuckin heroin
Wu-Tang Bloodkin, a goblin, who tough like lambskin
Imagine, gettin shot up Ol Dirty insulin {*sucks air*}
You bound to AIDS or somethin
Not sayin I got it, but if I got it you got it!
WHAT?!?

[Raekwon the
Yo, check the bulletproof fly shit, like thai stick
then I'll remain to tear frame, while I freaks it
some fly new sneaks and shit
Now EAT my shit, bitch to creep and got hit
Now regulate, and I'll be out to set up a
Wu-Tang, is like a Ron G tape
RZA pump the shit just like a
me run it John Gotti
Collidin on the track, like gin and
Check the calender, I warn any
to step up {*whoosh*} feel the blast the silencer

[Method
Comin to a theatre near you it be the Wu
Yeah find in the square and see it's true
Actual facts to snack on and
My positive energy peace to you
A man killed one horse and made glue
Wicked puttin period blood in stew
Don't that the stew witches brew?
I for the eighty-five that don't got a clue
How could he know what the fuck he never
God-Cypher-Divine come to and come to prove
A god that's the work of Yacub
The Ghost got you scared to death kid boo!

Outro: Ol' Bastard

Yeah, we gotta keep it fly
Fly for you to feel, you wants to feel
See Wu-Tang to thank, all the people across the country
All the people in America, all the outside of America
for to our music
We gotta it fly for ya
See this ain't new
that's gonna come out of nowhere, no!
is somethin OLD, and DIRTY!
and DIRTY!
Yeah.