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

(I think it's I start feeling bitchy
I've been too too long
Yup, it's definitely time I get nasty) --> 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 have all waited, now you can stop
Shall I into the disses, go 20, then 30
Or I got straight to 80 percent?
Aw, it doesn't matter, you're dissed, you're dissed
The party's not over, it's beginning
Lyte is winning (What are you winning?)
Any in any competition
Gangstress'? Ha, you're on a wack journey
(Hoe) Headed for nowhere, with time to
So I'ma kick this rhyme now and right here
I'd tell your name, but that would give you
And I ain't out to give you you don't have
So I sit back and relax, it makes me laugh
I could diss, call you and make fun of you
(Hoe) But me the Lyte, I'm into the truth
Like a watchtower, hour by the
Lyte is rhymin, perfect
Milk keeps the beat (I the beat)
the tap of his feet (With the tap of my feet)
When he count it down (When I count it
6-7-8) Lyte'll the debate

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(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 yourself is why do I
you should really ask: where is the father?
(Where is the father?) of your child, aren't we
You get like a cab, now that's too bad
Everyone has in you, isn't that sad?
Bodily Don't make me laugh
Watchers is waiting, here's 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 this earth to distract me
Get to write rhymes and try to attack me
You get nowhere, the Lyte is too blinding
Tell me, why must I reminding
You to back, let the Lyte shine
Do not take shit till you your own rhymes

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[ 3 ]
Your mold is fake, crayola,
dare to sleep or even prey on
The is too wicked, too worthy, too strong
And the rhymes I create are to last long
Let me wise you up, rappin isn't a
You have to teach yourself, or you have to be taught
And being that you are not enough to do it on your own
The that write your rhymes might as well hold your microphone
Dropped a little vinyl, now you think you're
Step aside, Lyte MC is in charge
sleep on me, I'm far, far, far from dumb
So roll correctly if you decide to
MC sucker, this is you waited for
I'm of the battle, let's go to war
Why do you me, Lyte Thee MC
Did not you that I am crazy?
My screws are quite loose, in I don't have any
But when it to rhymes, I've got many
Like I said and will to say
Over and over, cause you
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 paperthin

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[ 4 ]
I it, predicted it, knew it would happen
You plopped off fast on the 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, that me mad
But then again I mind, I've got someone to pick on
rhymes to diss and even play tricks on
You really down, you wig-wearin clown
money to buy an outfit
Not good enough for a Sunday picnic
I ask you: do you know who fuckin with?
those bubble gum jeans and those 2 for 1 skips
I'm MC Lyte MC Payback
Payback is a bitch, and I'm givin you no
Business, that shit was wack
So Lyte no attempt to strike back
But we go again, what is Light's Out?
Let me ask what the bomboclut you a-chat
Let me say next time that you feel
I that you don't try to diss

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[ 5 ]
You better watch you say to me, cause I can get evil
The things that I'm capable of are
In 10% I your head in a microwave
I'm blenders now, so you better behave
Or put you in a toaster, you're gettin toasted
Better yet an oven, because gettin roasted
Don't listen to your rhyme writers, cause yo, souped you
You dope, you can't cope, they musta dooked you
You musta had wack 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 you oughta 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 one's have to