Luyện nghe bài hát Method Man - Bring Da Pain

Basically, can't with me

[verse

I to bring the pain hardcore from the brain
Let's go my astral plane
Find out my mental's based on
Records hey, so I can monumental
Methods, I'm not the
But niggaz is decaf I stick em for the
it, just how deep can shit get
Deep as the abyss and brothers is mad accept it
In your cross colour, clothes you've over
got totally krossed out and kris kross
Who da niggaz get tossed to the side
And I'm the dark side of the
Of it's the method, man from the wu-tang clan
I be hectic, and comin for the piece protect it
it, two tears in a bucket, niggaz want the ruckus
Bustin at me bruh, now it
Styles, I buckwild
Method man on shit, pullin niggaz files
I'm sick, insane, crazy, drivin daisy
Out her mind now I got mine I'm swayze

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

booster]

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

two:]

Brothers want to hang the meth bring the rope
The only way you hang is by the neck nigga
Off the set to your projects
Take it as a threat, better yet it's a
Comin from a vet on old vietnam shit
Nigga you can bet your dollar hey I bomb shit
And gonna get even worse word to god
It's the wu comin through sickin niggaz for garments
Movin on left, southpaw em it's the meth
Came to represent and carve my name in your
You can test 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 three eleven the rugged rhymes galore
Check it cause I think not when hip-hops like proper
Rhymes be the proof I'm drinkin 90 proof
Huh vodka, no oj, no
When you it to me aiy, give it to me raw
learned when you drink absolut straight it burns
Enough to give my chest hairs a
I don't need a blow to pull a hoe
All I need is bank to pay da mo'

What, that, meth-tical, ninety-four style
up we be hazardous *car crashing* *horn passing me*
Northern spicy mustard hoes
We to stick you
[horn sound of car by]

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

fuckin, cut your eyelids off
And you nuthin but sleepin pills

You
(so? ? ) so the hoe
the hoe

(look at nigga, this motherfuckin...)