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

(I think it's time I feeling bitchy
I've been too too long
Yup, it's definitely time I get nasty) --> Millie

(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 jam starts I'm simply stating
You have all waited, now you can stop
Shall I ease into the disses, go 20, 30
Or shall I got to 80 percent?
Aw, it doesn't matter, when you're dissed, dissed
The party's not over, just beginning
Lyte is winning (What are you winning?)
Any in any competition
'The Gangstress'? Ha, you're on a journey
(Hoe) for nowhere, with time to spare
So I'ma kick rhyme right now and right here
I'd tell your name, but that would you fame
And I ain't out to give you what you don't
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 speakin the truth
Like a watchtower, by the hour
Lyte is rhymin, timin
Milk the beat (I keep 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 start the

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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 you ask yourself is why do I bother?
you should really ask: where is the father?
(Where is the father?) of your child, we wild?
You get around like a cab, now too bad
Everyone has been in you, isn't that
Bodily vibrations? Don't make me
Watchers is waiting, here's a free pass
You ain't loose, you fuckin jerk
And you ain't gettin paid, you're just gettin
Sexin and suckin, yeah, is your trade
Put on this earth just to me
Get those to rhymes and try to attack me
You get nowhere, the Lyte is too blinding
Tell me, why must I keep
You to step back, let the shine
Do not take shit till you write your own

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[ 3 ]
mold is fake, crayola, crayon
Don't dare to sleep or prey on
The is too wicked, too worthy, too strong
And the rhymes I are made to last long
Let me you up, rappin isn't a sport
You either have to teach yourself, or you to be taught
And being you are not wise enough to do it on your own
The ones that your rhymes might as well hold your microphone
Dropped a little vinyl, now you think you're
Step aside, Thee 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 of the battle, let's 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 don't 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 these days I will have to get ya
Tear you up mentally, from limb to
Cause I am the Lyte, and you are just

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[ 4 ]
I sensed it, predicted it, knew it would
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 quite polite, I might add
But you on stayin, that makes me mad
But again I don't mind, I've got someone to pick on
Write rhymes to diss and play tricks on
You ain't down, you wig-wearin clown
money to buy an outfit
Not even good for a Sunday picnic
I ask you: do you know who you're fuckin
With those bubble gum jeans and those 2 for 1
I'm MC Lyte a/k/a MC
Payback is a bitch, and I'm you no slack
Unfinished Business, shit was wack
So made no attempt to strike back
But here we go again, is Light's Out?
Let me ask what the bomboclut you a-chat
Let me say next time you feel pissed
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 that I'm capable of are unbelievable
In 10% I popped your in a microwave
I'm into blenders now, so you better
Or put you in a toaster, because you're toasted
yet an oven, because you're gettin roasted
Don't to your rhyme writers, cause yo, they souped you
You ain't dope, you can't cope, they 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 this show
So yo, hoe, I you oughta go
Before Thee MC gets into it (into it)
But remember, you me to do it

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Yo, now you
And no one's to battle