Luyện nghe bài hát The Big Payback

Eh yo, E Double?

Yo up man?

Yo these crab
Got us trapped up these walls man
But I'm ready to break out there and do
You know I'm sayin?
So what's the magic

Open Sesame, and let down the gate
Before you EPMD, you should wait
I roll with a posse, can you try to me
Also yo, your tried to pop me
On the tip, without me knowin
So I keep goin, and my keep flowin
On and on, and I quit
I get pushed to the limit, and yo it
Step by step, I put an end to fun
Cause I'm the one, yes me my son
A young kid from the ghetto, a from the city
I don't feel sorrow, and I no pity
To run up on you, and wax tax
Your gold, your money, and from eyes your contacts
Then over, a hop skip and a jump
To the next town, to go a chump
MC's try to diss me, and try to caps
I'm not havin it, and that means no Jack
So get the bozack, and lay off the crack, that's wack
This is the big

As I go and flow, to a type of tempo
(Why MD?) C'mon E, cause P keep it
Plus I'm like lightnin, throwin blows like Tyson
Slayin MC's on the Q-T, sorta a sniper
So if a sucker don't like me, the is mutual
I tune my rhyme to a low RPM, then shift to
And a 40 (what kind) of Olde E
To an MC (how) on the Q-T
(So what's your name boy?) E, you know it's M.D
Now while I'm wreckin he's checkin, all the bodies left and
A pile the stage, the P is like steppin
Off the scenes, I see lights and si-rens
Witness everywhere, but no one a thing
When ask questions, my description is vague
No at all, just bodies behind the stage
One witness yells out, that he was in black
dookie link, with a Fisherman hat
A cop says yo how he from the spot?
"In a black sports car, I think it was an
But the were tinted, and we couldn't get a look"
(Why?) There was smoke from the he cooked
The big

No Rome-et-oh, or romance story
Just EPMD, the fame and the
The rappin technique, somethin fencin
Dangerous, it keep you in
And you to be cool, and plus have stamina
if you don't, I'm gonna end up stabbin ya
In guts, from the razor cuts
And stick and pick, until your mind goes nuts
It might sound gross, or make your bubble
But don't ever ever, mess with E Double
I'm like Jumpin Jack Flash, a Spy an Eye
I do no stunts, and I'm not The Guy
I'm just the E, the R-I-C-K, all
Say check one-twos, and some yes yes y'alls
I'm the man of the hour, too sweet to be
(So what you E?) I got "Soul power!"
So dig it, as I kick it, your eyes open
Cause a like me, is always scopin
In fact, you should pack, I cut no slack
It's that, this is the big payback

If rappin was a tribe I'd be the chief
Hat, fat link, chunky rings, nothing
So up MC's, and off we go
It's not a rodeo, but I carry a
Cause I'm back from vacation, cause kept slippin
off-beat, plus they tune wasn't hittin
Don't wanna claim a on the M-I-C
But I can go to state, cold rippin shows with E
whether maxin or relaxin, waxin or taxin
Never step to a without packin
My partners, Mr. Smith and Mr.
So nothin funny, at the rappin session
I'm Biz and knuckles, no time for laugh or chuckles
I drop clear lyrics, your bass sound muffled
(You sniff blow?) no, and still flow and say dough
or less do a show, nah
The only high I get, is when my fans HOE
So get the bo-zack, cause back to hack
to let you know that it's the big payback