Luyện nghe bài hát The Big Payback

Eh yo, whassup E

Yo up man?

Yo these 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 down the gate
Before you scream EPMD, you should
I roll a posse, can you try to stop me
Also yo, your brothers 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 to the limit, and yo that's it
Step by step, I put an end to fun
I'm the chosen one, yes me my son
A young kid from the ghetto, a kiddie from the
I feel sorrow, and I have no pity
To run up on you, and wax tax
gold, your money, and from your eyes your contacts
Then over, a hop skip and a jump
To the next town, to go a chump
MC's try to me, and try to bust caps
I'm not havin it, and that no haps Jack
So get the bozack, and lay off the crack, cause that's
This is the big

As I go and flow, to a different type of
(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, like a sniper
So if a sucker don't like me, the is mutual
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 your name boy?) C'mon E, you know 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 steppin
Off from the scenes, I see and si-rens
Witness everywhere, but no one a thing
cops ask questions, my description is vague
No at all, just bodies behind the stage
One yells out, that he was dressed in black
Stupid dookie link, a Fisherman hat
A cop says yo how he fleed from the
"In a black car, I think it was an Iroc
But the windows were tinted, and we get a look"
(Why?) There was smoke the rubber he cooked
The big

No Rome-et-oh, or Juliette romance
Just EPMD, the and the glory
The rappin technique, like fencin
Dangerous, it you in suspense
And you have to be cool, and plus have
Cause if you don't, I'm end up stabbin ya
In your guts, the razor cuts
And I'mma stick and pick, until your goes nuts
It sound gross, or make your stomach 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 check one-twos, and some yes yes
I'm the man of the hour, too to be sour
(So you sayin E?) I got "Soul power!"
So dig it, as I kick it, keep your open
Cause a brother 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 I'd be the chief 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, cause sucker kept
Rappin off-beat, they tune wasn't hittin
Don't wanna claim a on the M-I-C
But I can go state to state, cold rippin with E
Cause maxin or relaxin, waxin or taxin
Never step to a show without
My partners, Mr. Smith and Mr.
So moves funny, at the rappin session
I'm Strictly Biz and knuckles, no for laugh or chuckles
I drop lyrics, while your bass sound muffled
(You blow?) Hell no, and still flow and say dough
More or do a show, nah
The only high I get, is when my fans HOE
So get the bo-zack, cause we're back to
Here to let you that it's the big payback