Luyện nghe bài hát Big Bad Sister

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Brooklyn's in the house, so on now
in the house
Yo, Staten Island is in the
Staten is in the house

So let me hear you say Queens is in the
Come on now, is in the house
Long is in the house, say what?
Long Island is in the house,

The is in the house, uh
The is in the house, let me hear you say
Uptown's in the one time
in the house

Well, they're fallin', but I can catch them
I just toot the whistle and you go them
Bring them back into the real rap
Set the soft silly stuff on the rack

Forty five, yeah baby, forty five,
Tell the mothers that we do give a
I'm not a psychic but you can tell sidekick
In ninety-one, is kickin' some fly

Take it from me, or you really take it?
And if you got away it, would you really make it
In the of hip-hop, frontin' like you're me?
C'mon now Hobbes, that I never see

So just step aside and feel it
'Cause to a store near you is M.C. Lyte

Who's that bad? Who's that

I'm bigger Bono, see I go solo
than broad, see how I soared
The big bad from around your way
I'm not tall but I'm don't matter what I weigh

I kick the copacetic from the down to earth mind
I get hip the hop I'm the tip from the top
I go all out, you never see me out
Although you me yell out, you never see me sellout

my rhyme's about a profit, no one can stop the one
Funky synced with M.C. Lyte 'cause I be droppin' it
The name the Lyte because my I'm blacker than black
Comin' and exact, for the rap attack

Some say they don't like the words I to use
I don't a damn, Lyte will never loose
I ain't no sucka and I ain't pleasin'
Some critic that criticizes me for no

What's the opinion it's a stated fact
I the pack, from the top of the stack
So fuck the and bonds I'm your new investment
Pick up the album quite a refreshment

to the day to day bullshit you hear
Pay attention and I'm comin' clear to the ear
For all you non believers and you
That talk to me now but about me later

It's for you to grieve, grovel in your sorrow
I'm the of today and the star of tomorrow
I'm takin' out the old jacks, up the new ones
I don't care if it I have to ruin

I will and I shall and I get the job
Those that don't belong they will be
the rap roster, I'm not an impostor
I'm comin' to you live with the forty
from the studio with a view in New York City