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

(I it's time I start feeling bitchy
I've been too too long
Yup, it's definitely 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 I'm simply stating
You have all waited, now you can stop
Shall I ease the disses, go 20, then 30
Or I got straight to 80 percent?
Aw, it matter, when you're dissed, you're dissed
The not over, it's just beginning
Lyte is winning (What are you winning?)
Any in any competition
'The Gangstress'? Ha, on a wack journey
(Hoe) Headed for nowhere, with time to
So I'ma this rhyme right now and right here
I'd tell name, but that would give you fame
And I out to give you what you don't have
So I sit and relax, cause it makes me laugh
I could diss, call you names and fun of you
(Hoe) But me the Lyte, I'm speakin the truth
Like a watchtower, 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 count it down (When I it down
6-7-8) start 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 thing you ask yourself is why do I bother?
When you should ask: where is the father?
(Where is the father?) of your child, we wild?
You get like a cab, now that's too bad
has been in you, isn't that sad?
Bodily Don't make me laugh
Weight Watchers is waiting, here's a pass
You gettin loose, you fuckin jerk
And you ain't gettin paid, just gettin laid
Sexin and suckin, yeah, that is your
Put on this just to distract me
Get those to write rhymes and try to 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 your own rhymes

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[ 3 ]
Your is fake, crayola, crayon
Don't dare to sleep or even on
The Lyte is too wicked, too worthy, too
And the rhymes I create are to last long
Let me wise you up, rappin 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 large
aside, Lyte Thee MC is in charge
Don't on me, I'm far, far, far from dumb
So correctly if you decide to come
MC sucker, this is 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 are quite loose, in fact I don't have any
But when it comes to rhymes, I've got
Like I said and have to say
Over and over, cause you
Here on this I reign superior
One of these days I will to get with ya
Tear you up mentally, limb to limb
Cause I am the Lyte, and you are paperthin

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[ 4 ]
I sensed it, predicted it, knew it would
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, 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 really 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 gum jeans and those 2 for 1 skips
I'm MC Lyte a/k/a MC
Payback is a bitch, and I'm givin you no
Unfinished Business, shit was wack
So made no attempt to strike back
But here we go again, what is Light's
Let me ask what the you a-chat about?
Let me say next time 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 things that I'm 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, because you're toasted
Better yet an oven, you're gettin roasted
Don't listen to your rhyme writers, cause yo, souped you
You ain't dope, you can't cope, they musta you
You musta had some wack crack (real crack)
you on a mission, and now you're 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

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Yo, now you
And no have to battle