Luyện nghe bài hát The Big Payback

Eh yo, E Double?

Yo up man?

Yo these MC's
Got us trapped up behind these man
But I'm to break out there and do this
You know I'm sayin?
So the magic word?

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

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

No Rome-et-oh, or romance story
Just EPMD, the and the glory
The rappin technique, like fencin
Dangerous, it keep you in
And you to be cool, and plus have stamina
Cause if you don't, I'm end up stabbin ya
In your guts, the razor cuts
And I'mma stick and pick, your mind goes nuts
It might sound gross, or make stomach bubble
But ever ever ever, mess with E Double
I'm Jumpin Jack Flash, a Spy with an Eye
I do no stunts, and I'm not The Guy
I'm the E, the R-I-C-K, that's 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, keep eyes open
Cause a brother like me, is scopin
In fact, you pack, because I cut no slack
It's that, this is the big payback

If rappin was a tribe I'd be the commanche
Hat, fat link, chunky rings, fancy
So up MC's, and off we go
not a rodeo, but I carry a lasso
Cause I'm back from vacation, sucker kept slippin
off-beat, plus they tune wasn't hittin
Don't claim a style on the M-I-C
But I can go to state, cold rippin shows with E
Cause whether or relaxin, waxin or taxin
Never to a show without packin
My partners, Mr. and Mr. Wesson
So moves funny, at the rappin session
I'm Strictly Biz and knuckles, no time for or chuckles
I drop clear lyrics, while your bass sound
(You sniff blow?) Hell no, and still flow and say
or less do a show, nah
The high I get, is when my fans yell HOE
So get the bo-zack, cause we're back to
Here to let you know it's the big payback