Luyện nghe bài hát Shut The Eff Up!

I think it's time I feeling bitchy
I've too nice, too long
Yup, it's definitely time I get

be some shit
Hot hoe
Gon' be shit
Hot hoe
Gon' be shit
Hot hoe
Hot hoe
Gon' be shit
Hot

this jam starts, I'm simply stating
You have all waited, now you can stop
I ease into the disses, go 20, then 30
Or shall I got to 80%?
Aw, it doesn't matter, you're dissed, you're dissed
The not over, it's just beginnin'
Because Lyte is winning, what are you
Any battle in any

'The Gangstress' ha, you're on a journey
Hoe for nowhere, with time to spare
So I'ma kick this right now and right here
I'd tell your name, but that give you fame
And I ain't out to give you what you don't
So, I sit and relax, 'cause it makes me laugh
I diss, call you names and make fun of you

Hoe but me the Lyte, I'm into the truth
a watchtower, hour by the hour
Lyte is rhymin', perfect
Milk the beat, I keep the beat
the tap of his feet, with the tap of my feet
When he it down
When I count it down, 6, 7, 8, start the debate

Hot hoe
the fuck up
Hot hoe
Shut the up
Hot hoe
the fuck up
Here we, we
Gon' be shit
Here we go

The thing you ask yourself is why do I bother?
When you should ask
Where is the father of your child, aren't we
You get around like a cab, now too bad
Everyone has been in you, that sad, bodily vibrations?
Don't me laugh, weight watchers is waiting
a free pass, you ain't gettin' loose, you fuckin' jerk
And you ain't gettin' paid, just gettin' laid

Sexin' and suckin', yeah, is your trade
Put on this earth to distract me
Get those to write rhymes and try to me
You will get nowhere, the Lyte is too
Tell me, why must I reminding
You to back, let the Lyte shine
Do not take shit you write your own rhymes

Hot hoe
the fuck up
Hot hoe
Shut the up
Hot hoe
Shut the up
we, here we
Gon' be some
we go again

Your mold is fake, Crayola,
Don't dare to sleep or even on
The Lyte is too wicked, too worthy, too
And the rhymes I are made to last long
Let me wise you up, isn't a sport

You either have to yourself, or you have to be taught
And being that you are not wise enough to do it on own
The that write your rhymes might
As hold your microphone
Dropped a little vinyl, now you think large
Step aside, Lyte MC is in charge

Don't on me, I'm far, far, far from dumb
So roll if you decide to come
MC sucker, is what you waited for
I'm sick of the battle, go to war
Why do you challenge me, Lyte MC
Did not you that I am crazy?

My are quite loose, in fact I don't have any
But when it comes to rhymes, got many
Like I and will have to say
and over, 'cause you disobey
Here on earth, I reign superior
One of days, I will have to get with ya
Tear you up mentally, from limb to
'Cause I am the Lyte, and you are paper thin

Hot hoe
Shut the up
Hot hoe
the fuck up
Hot hoe
the fuck up
Here we, we
Gon' be shit
Here we go

I it, predicted it, knew it would happen
You plopped off on the scene and start rappin'
Now it is my duty, to all
To ask you to go elsewhere, pronto,
Now I was quite polite, I may add
But you on stayin', that makes me mad
But then again I don't mind, I've got to pick on

Write rhymes to diss and play tricks on
You really down, you wig-wearin' clown
Burrowin' money to buy an
Not even good enough for a Sunday
I ask you, do you know who you're with
With those bubble gum jeans and 2 for 1 skips?

I'm MC Lyte a.k.a. MC
Payback is a bitch, and I'm givin' you no
Unfinished business, that shit was
So Lyte made no to strike back
But here we go again, what is Light's
Let me ask what the bomboclut you a chat
Let me say next time you feel pissed
I suggest that you don't try to

Hot hoe
the fuck up
Hot hoe
the fuck up
Hot hoe
the fuck up
Here we we
Gon' be some
Here we go

You watch what you say to me, 'cause I can get evil
The that I'm capable of are unbelievable
In 10%, I your head in a microwave
I'm blenders now, so you better behave
Or put you in a toaster, because gettin' toasted
Better yet an oven, because you're gettin'
Don't listen to your rhyme writers, 'cause yo, souped you

You ain't dope, you can't cope, they dooked you
You musta had some crack real wack crack
you on a mission, and now you're comin' back
But let me school ya, Lyte is runnin' show
So yo, hoe, I think you go
Lyte Thee MC gets into it
But remember, you me to do it

Hot hoe
Shut the up
Hot hoe
the fuck up
Hot hoe
the fuck up
Here we, we
Gon' be shit
Here we go

Yo, now you
And no one's have to