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

(I think it's I start feeling bitchy
I've too nice 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 starts I'm simply
You have all waited, now you can waiting
Shall I ease the disses, go 20, then 30
Or shall I got to 80 percent?
Aw, it matter, when you're dissed, you're dissed
The party's not over, just beginning
Because is winning (What are you winning?)
Any battle in any
'The Ha, you're on a wack journey
(Hoe) Headed for nowhere, time to spare
So I'ma kick this rhyme right now and here
I'd tell your name, but that give you fame
And I ain't out to you what you don't have
So I sit and relax, cause it makes me laugh
I could diss, you names and make fun of you
(Hoe) But me the Lyte, I'm into the truth
a watchtower, hour by the hour
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 (When I count it down
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 thing you ask yourself is why do I
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
has been in you, isn't that sad?
Bodily vibrations? Don't make me
Watchers is waiting, here's a free pass
You ain't gettin loose, you jerk
And you ain't gettin paid, you're gettin laid
Sexin and suckin, yeah, is your trade
Put on this earth to distract me
Get those to write rhymes and try to 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 write your own

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[ 3 ]
mold is fake, crayola, crayon
Don't dare to sleep or even on
The is too wicked, too worthy, too strong
And the rhymes I create are to last long
Let me wise you up, rappin a sport
You either have to yourself, or you have to be taught
And being that you are not wise to do it on your own
The ones write your rhymes might as well hold your microphone
a little vinyl, now you think you're large
Step aside, Lyte Thee MC is in
sleep on me, I'm far, far, far from dumb
So correctly if you decide to come
MC sucker, this is what you for
I'm of the battle, let's go to war
Why do you challenge me, Lyte MC
Did not you know that I am
My screws are quite loose, in I don't have any
But it comes to rhymes, I've got many
Like I and will have to say
Over and over, cause you
Here on this earth I reign
One of days I will have to get with ya
Tear you up mentally, limb to limb
Cause I am the Lyte, and you are just

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[ 4 ]
I sensed it, predicted it, knew it happen
You plopped off fast on the scene and start
Now it is my duty, to all
To ask you to go elsewhere, pronto,
Now I was quite polite, nice I add
But you on stayin, that makes me mad
But again I don't mind, I've got someone to pick on
Write to diss and even play tricks on
You ain't down, you wig-wearin clown
Burrowin to buy an outfit
Not even good enough for a picnic
I ask do you know who you're fuckin with?
With those bubble gum jeans and those 2 for 1
I'm MC a/k/a MC Payback
Payback is a bitch, and I'm you no slack
Unfinished Business, shit was wack
So Lyte made no attempt to strike
But here we go again, what is Out?
Let me ask what the bomboclut you about?
Let me say next that you feel pissed
I suggest that you 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 behave
Or put you in a toaster, because you're toasted
Better yet an oven, because you're roasted
Don't to your rhyme writers, cause yo, they souped you
You ain't dope, you can't cope, they musta you
You musta had some crack (real wack crack)
Sent you on a mission, and now you're comin
But let me school ya, is runnin this show
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 one's have to