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

(I think it's time I start bitchy
I've been too 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 stating
You have all waited, now you can waiting
I ease into the disses, go 20, then 30
Or shall I got straight to 80
Aw, it doesn't matter, when you're dissed, dissed
The party's not over, just beginning
Because Lyte is (What are you winning?)
Any battle in any
'The Gangstress'? Ha, you're on a wack
(Hoe) for nowhere, with time to spare
So I'ma this rhyme right now and right here
I'd tell your name, but that would you fame
And I ain't out to give you you don't have
So I sit and relax, cause it makes me laugh
I could diss, call you and make fun of you
(Hoe) But me the Lyte, I'm into speakin the
Like a watchtower, by the hour
Lyte is rhymin, perfect
keeps the beat (I keep the beat)
With the tap of his (With the tap of my feet)
he count it down (When I count it down
6-7-8) start 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 thing you ask is why do I bother?
you should really ask: where is the father?
(Where is the father?) of your child, aren't we
You get around a cab, now that's too bad
has been in you, isn't that sad?
Bodily vibrations? Don't me laugh
Weight Watchers is waiting, here's a pass
You ain't gettin loose, you fuckin
And you gettin paid, you're just gettin laid
Sexin and suckin, yeah, is your trade
Put on this earth to distract me
Get those to rhymes and try to attack me
You will get nowhere, the Lyte is too
Tell me, why I keep reminding
You to step back, let the shine
Do not take shit till you write your own

[ ]

[ 3 ]
mold is fake, crayola, crayon
Don't to sleep or even prey on
The is too wicked, too worthy, too strong
And the I create are made to last long
Let me wise you up, rappin a sport
You either to teach 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 might as hold your microphone
Dropped a little vinyl, now you you're large
Step aside, Lyte MC is in charge
sleep on me, I'm far, far, far from dumb
So roll correctly if you to come
MC sucker, this is you waited for
I'm sick of the battle, go to war
Why do you challenge me, Lyte 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 will to say
and over, cause you disobey
Here on this I reign superior
One of these days I will have to get ya
Tear you up mentally, from to limb
I am the Lyte, and you are just paperthin

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[ 4 ]
I sensed it, it, knew it would happen
You plopped off fast on the scene and rappin
Now it is my duty, to all
To ask you to go elsewhere, pronto,
Now I was polite, nice I might add
But you on stayin, that makes me mad
But then again I don't mind, I've got someone to on
Write rhymes to diss and even play on
You ain't really down, you wig-wearin
Burrowin money to buy an
Not even good enough for a picnic
I ask you: do you who you're fuckin with?
those bubble gum jeans and those 2 for 1 skips
I'm MC a/k/a MC Payback
is a bitch, and I'm givin you no slack
Unfinished Business, that was wack
So Lyte made no attempt to strike
But here we go again, what is Light's
Let me ask what the you a-chat 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, cause I can get
The things I'm capable of are unbelievable
In 10% I popped your in a microwave
I'm into blenders now, so you behave
Or put you in a toaster, you're gettin toasted
yet an oven, because you're gettin roasted
Don't listen to your writers, cause yo, they souped you
You ain't dope, you cope, they musta dooked you
You musta had wack crack (real wack crack)
Sent you on a mission, and now you're back
But let me school ya, Lyte is runnin this
So yo, hoe, I think you go
Before Lyte Thee MC into it (into it)
But remember, you me to do it

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Yo, now you
And no have to battle