Luyện nghe bài hát The Big Payback

Eh yo, E Double?

Yo up man?

Yo crab MC's
Got us trapped up behind 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 the main gate
Before you scream EPMD, you should
I roll a posse, can you try to stop me
Also yo, brothers tried 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 to the limit, and yo that's 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 no pity
To run up on you, and wax tax
Your gold, your money, and from your eyes your
Then flex over, a hop and a jump
To the next town, to go punk a
MC's try to me, and try to bust caps
I'm not havin it, and that means no haps
So get the bozack, and lay off the crack, that's wack
is the big payback

As I go and flow, to a different of tempo
(Why MD?) C'mon E, cause P it simple
Plus I'm strikin like lightnin, blows like Tyson
Slayin MC's on the Q-T, sorta like a
So if a sucker don't like me, the feelin is
I tune my to a low RPM, then shift to neutral
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 while I'm wreckin checkin, all the bodies that's left and
A behind the stage, the P is like steppin
Off from the scenes, I see lights and
everywhere, but no one seen a thing
When ask questions, my description is vague
No answers at all, just bodies the stage
One witness yells out, that he was dressed in
Stupid 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 windows 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
EPMD, the fame and the glory
The rappin technique, somethin like
Dangerous, it you in suspense
And you have to be cool, and have stamina
Cause if you don't, I'm gonna end up ya
In guts, from the razor cuts
And I'mma stick and pick, your mind goes nuts
It might sound gross, or make your bubble
But don't ever ever ever, 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 you sayin E?) I got "Soul power!"
So dig it, as I kick it, keep your eyes
Cause a like me, is always scopin
In fact, you pack, because I cut no slack
It's that, this is the big payback

If was a tribe 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 carry a
Cause I'm from vacation, cause sucker kept slippin
Rappin off-beat, 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
Cause whether maxin or relaxin, or taxin
Never step to a show without
My partners, Mr. and Mr. Wesson
So nothin moves funny, at the session
I'm Strictly Biz and knuckles, no time for or chuckles
I drop clear lyrics, your bass sound muffled
(You sniff blow?) Hell no, and flow and say dough
or less do a show, nah
The only I get, is when my fans yell HOE
So get the bo-zack, we're back to hack
to let you know that it's the big payback