Luyện nghe bài hát The Big Payback

Eh yo, whassup E

Yo what's up

Yo crab MC's
Got us trapped up these walls man
But I'm ready to break out and do this
You know I'm sayin?
So the magic word?

Sesame, and let down the main gate
Before you EPMD, you should wait
I roll with a posse, can you try to me
Also yo, your tried to pop me
On the sneak tip, me knowin
So I goin, and my rhymes keep flowin
On and on, and I quit
I get pushed to the limit, and yo it
by step, I put an end to your fun
Cause I'm the one, yes me my son
A kid from the ghetto, a kiddie from the city
I don't feel sorrow, and I no pity
To run up on you, and wax tax
Your gold, your money, and from your eyes contacts
Then over, a hop skip and a jump
To the next town, to go punk a
MC's try to me, and try to bust caps
I'm not havin it, and that means no haps
So get the bozack, and lay off the crack, cause wack
is the big payback

As I go and flow, to a different of tempo
(Why MD?) E, cause P keep it simple
Plus I'm strikin like lightnin, blows like Tyson
MC's on the Q-T, sorta like a sniper
So if a sucker don't like me, the is mutual
I tune my rhyme to a low RPM, then shift to
And a 40 (what kind) of Olde E
To an MC (how) on the Q-T
(So your name boy?) C'mon E, you know it's M.D
Now while I'm wreckin he's checkin, all the bodies that's and
A behind the stage, the P is like steppin
Off from the scenes, I see lights and
everywhere, but no one seen a thing
When cops ask questions, my description is
No answers at all, just bodies the stage
One witness yells out, that he was dressed in
dookie link, with a Fisherman hat
A cop yo how he fleed from the spot?
"In a black car, I think it was an Iroc
But the were tinted, and we couldn't get a look"
(Why?) There was smoke from the rubber he
The big

No Rome-et-oh, or romance story
EPMD, the fame and the glory
The rappin technique, somethin like
Dangerous, it keep you in
And you to be cool, and plus have stamina
if you don't, I'm gonna end up stabbin ya
In your guts, from the razor
And I'mma stick and pick, your mind goes nuts
It sound gross, or make your stomach bubble
But don't ever ever ever, with E Double
I'm Jumpin Jack Flash, a Spy with an Eye
I do no stunts, and I'm not The Guy
I'm the E, the R-I-C-K, that's all
Say some check one-twos, and yes yes y'alls
I'm the man of the hour, too to be sour
(So what you E?) I got "Soul power!"
So dig it, as I kick it, your eyes open
a brother like me, is always scopin
In fact, you should pack, because I cut no
It's like that, is the big payback

If was a tribe I'd be the chief commanche
Hat, fat link, rings, nothing fancy
So up MC's, and off we go
not a rodeo, but I carry a lasso
Cause I'm from vacation, cause sucker kept slippin
Rappin off-beat, plus they tune wasn't
Don't wanna claim a on the M-I-C
But I can go state to state, cold shows with E
Cause maxin or relaxin, waxin or taxin
Never step to a show without
My partners, Mr. and Mr. Wesson
So moves funny, at the rappin session
I'm Strictly Biz and knuckles, no for laugh or chuckles
I drop clear lyrics, while your bass sound
(You sniff blow?) Hell no, and flow and say dough
More or do a show, nah
The only high I get, is my fans yell HOE
So get the bo-zack, cause we're back to
Here to let you know it's the big payback