Luyện nghe bài hát Shut The Eff Up! (Hoe)

(I think time I start feeling bitchy
been too nice too long
Yup, definitely time I get nasty) --> Millie Jackson

(Gon' be shit)
(Hot damn, hoe)
(Gon' be shit)
(Hot damn, hoe)
(Gon' be shit)
(Hot) (damn) (hoe)
(Hot damn, hoe)
(Gon' be shit)
(Hot damn)

[ 1 ]
Before this jam starts I'm simply
You all waited, now you can stop waiting
I ease into the disses, go 20, then 30
Or shall I got straight to 80
Aw, it doesn't matter, you're dissed, you're dissed
The party's not over, it's just
Because Lyte is (What are you winning?)
Any in any competition
'The Gangstress'? Ha, on a wack journey
(Hoe) Headed for nowhere, time to spare
So I'ma kick this rhyme now and right here
I'd tell name, but that would give you fame
And I ain't out to give you you don't have
So I sit back and relax, cause it me laugh
I diss, call you names and make fun of you
(Hoe) But me the Lyte, I'm into speakin the
a watchtower, hour by the hour
Lyte is rhymin, perfect
Milk the beat (I keep the beat)
With the tap of his (With the tap of my feet)
When he count it down (When I count it
6-7-8) Lyte'll the debate

[ ]
(Hot damn, hoe)
(Shut the up)
(Hot damn, hoe)
(Shut the up)
(Hot damn, hoe)
(Shut the up)
(Here we) (here we)
(Gon' be shit)
(Here we go again)

[ 2 ]
The first you ask yourself is why do I bother?
When you should really ask: is the father?
(Where is the father?) of child, aren't we wild?
You get around like a cab, now too bad
Everyone has been in you, isn't sad?
Bodily vibrations? make me laugh
Weight Watchers is waiting, a free pass
You ain't gettin loose, you fuckin
And you ain't gettin paid, you're just laid
Sexin and suckin, yeah, is your trade
Put on earth just to distract me
Get to write rhymes and try to attack me
You will get nowhere, the is too blinding
Tell me, why I keep reminding
You to step back, let the shine
Do not take shit till you write your own

[ ]

[ 3 ]
Your mold is fake, crayola,
Don't dare to sleep or even on
The is too wicked, too worthy, too strong
And the I create are made to last long
Let me wise you up, rappin isn't a
You either have to yourself, or you have to be taught
And being you are not wise enough to do it on your own
The ones that write your rhymes as well hold your microphone
Dropped a vinyl, now you think you're large
aside, Lyte Thee MC is in charge
Don't sleep on me, I'm far, far, far dumb
So roll correctly if you decide to
MC sucker, is what you waited for
I'm sick of the battle, go to war
Why do you challenge me, Thee MC
Did not you know I am crazy?
My screws are quite loose, in fact I have any
But when it comes to rhymes, I've got
Like I said and have to say
Over and over, you disobey
Here on this earth I superior
One of these days I will to get with ya
you up mentally, from limb to limb
Cause I am the Lyte, and you are just

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[ 4 ]
I sensed it, predicted it, it would happen
You off fast 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, nice I add
But you insist on stayin, makes me mad
But then again I mind, I've got someone to pick on
Write rhymes to and even play tricks on
You ain't really down, you clown
Burrowin money to buy an
Not even good for a Sunday picnic
I ask you: do you know who you're fuckin
With those gum jeans and those 2 for 1 skips
I'm MC Lyte MC Payback
Payback is a bitch, and I'm you no slack
Business, that shit was wack
So Lyte no attempt to strike back
But here we go again, what is Light's
Let me ask what the bomboclut you about?
Let me say time that you feel pissed
I suggest you don't try to diss

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[ 5 ]
You better watch what you say to me, I can get evil
The that I'm capable of are unbelievable
In 10% I popped your in a microwave
I'm blenders now, so you better behave
Or put you in a toaster, because you're toasted
Better yet an oven, you're gettin roasted
listen to your rhyme writers, cause yo, they souped you
You ain't dope, you can't cope, musta dooked you
You musta had some wack (real wack crack)
Sent you on a mission, and now comin back
But let me school ya, is runnin this show
So yo, hoe, I you oughta go
Before Thee MC gets into it (into it)
But remember, you me to do it

[ ]

Yo, now you
And no have to battle