Luyện nghe bài hát The Big Payback

Eh yo, whassup E

Yo what's up

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

Open Sesame, and let down the main
Before you scream EPMD, you should
I with a posse, can you try to stop me
yo, your brothers tried to pop me
On the sneak tip, without me
So I goin, and my rhymes keep flowin
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 kid from the ghetto, a kiddie from the city
I don't feel sorrow, and I have no
To run up on you, and wax tax
Your gold, your money, and your eyes your contacts
flex over, a hop skip 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 that means no Jack
So get the bozack, and lay off the crack, cause 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 strikin lightnin, throwin blows like Tyson
Slayin on the Q-T, sorta 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 what's your name boy?) C'mon E, you it's M.D
Now I'm wreckin he's checkin, all the bodies that's left and
A pile behind the stage, the P is like
Off from the scenes, I see lights and
Witness everywhere, but no one seen a
cops ask questions, my description is vague
No answers at all, just bodies behind the
One witness yells out, that he was dressed in
Stupid link, with a Fisherman hat
A cop yo how he fleed from the spot?
"In a black sports car, I it was an Iroc
But the windows were tinted, and we get a look"
(Why?) There was smoke from the rubber he
The big

No Rome-et-oh, or romance story
EPMD, the fame and the glory
The technique, somethin like fencin
Dangerous, it you in suspense
And you to be cool, and plus have stamina
if you don't, I'm gonna end up stabbin ya
In your guts, the razor cuts
And I'mma stick and pick, your mind goes 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 the E, the R-I-C-K, that's all
Say some 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 it, keep your eyes open
Cause a like me, is always scopin
In fact, you should pack, because I cut no
like that, this is the big payback

If rappin was a I'd be the chief commanche
Hat, fat link, rings, nothing fancy
So up MC's, and off we go
It's not a rodeo, but I a lasso
Cause I'm back from vacation, cause sucker kept
Rappin off-beat, they tune wasn't hittin
Don't wanna a style on the M-I-C
But I can go state to state, rippin shows with E
Cause maxin or relaxin, waxin or taxin
Never step to a show without
My partners, Mr. and Mr. Wesson
So moves funny, at the rappin session
I'm Biz and knuckles, no time for laugh or chuckles
I drop clear lyrics, while your bass muffled
(You sniff blow?) Hell no, and still and say dough
More or do a show, nah
The only high I get, is my fans yell HOE
So get the bo-zack, cause we're to hack
Here to let you know it's the big payback