Luyện nghe bài hát The Big Payback

Eh yo, whassup E

Yo up man?

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

Open Sesame, and let down the main
Before you scream EPMD, you wait
I with a posse, can you try to stop me
Also yo, your brothers to pop me
On the sneak tip, without me
So I goin, and my rhymes 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 kiddie from the
I don't feel sorrow, and I no pity
To run up on you, and wax tax
Your gold, your money, and from your your contacts
Then flex over, a hop skip and a
To the next town, to go a chump
MC's try to diss me, and try to bust
I'm not havin it, and that no haps Jack
So get the bozack, and lay off the crack, cause wack
This is the big

As I go and flow, to a different of tempo
(Why MD?) C'mon E, cause P it simple
Plus I'm strikin lightnin, throwin blows like Tyson
Slayin MC's on the Q-T, sorta a sniper
So if a sucker don't like me, the feelin is
I tune my rhyme to a low RPM, then to neutral
And crack a 40 (what kind) of E
To an MC (how) on the Q-T
(So what's 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 the scenes, I see lights and si-rens
Witness everywhere, but no one seen a
When cops ask questions, my is vague
No answers at all, just behind the stage
One yells out, that he was dressed in black
Stupid dookie link, a Fisherman hat
A cop yo how he fleed 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?) was smoke from the rubber he cooked
The big

No Rome-et-oh, or Juliette story
Just EPMD, the fame and the
The rappin technique, somethin like
Dangerous, it keep you in
And you have to be cool, and plus have
Cause if you don't, I'm gonna end up ya
In your guts, from the razor
And I'mma stick and pick, until your mind nuts
It sound gross, or make your stomach bubble
But don't ever ever, mess with E Double
I'm like Jack Flash, a Spy with an Eye
I do no stunts, and I'm not The Guy
I'm just the E, the R-I-C-K, all
Say some check one-twos, and yes yes y'alls
I'm the man of the hour, too sweet to be
(So you sayin E?) I got "Soul power!"
So dig it, as I kick it, keep eyes open
Cause a brother like me, is always
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, fancy
So up MC's, and off we go
not a rodeo, but I carry a lasso
Cause I'm back vacation, cause sucker kept slippin
Rappin off-beat, plus they tune hittin
Don't wanna claim a on the M-I-C
But I can go state to state, rippin shows with E
Cause whether maxin or relaxin, waxin or
step to a show without packin
My partners, Mr. Smith and Mr.
So nothin moves funny, at the session
I'm Strictly Biz and knuckles, no for laugh or chuckles
I drop clear lyrics, while your sound muffled
(You sniff blow?) Hell no, and still 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 we're back to
to let you know that it's the big payback