Luyện nghe bài hát The Big Payback

Eh yo, whassup E

Yo what's up

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

Sesame, and let down the main 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 rhymes keep
On and on, and I don't
I get pushed to the limit, and yo 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 the city
I don't feel sorrow, and I have no
To run up on you, and wax tax
Your gold, your money, and from your eyes your
Then flex over, a hop skip and a
To the next town, to go punk a
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
is the big payback

As I go and flow, to a different of tempo
(Why MD?) C'mon E, cause P keep it
Plus I'm strikin like lightnin, throwin blows Tyson
Slayin on the Q-T, sorta like a sniper
So if a sucker like me, the feelin is mutual
I tune my to a low RPM, then shift to neutral
And a 40 (what kind) of Olde E
To an MC (how) on the Q-T
(So what's your boy?) C'mon E, you know it's M.D
Now while I'm he's 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
Witness everywhere, but no one seen a
When cops ask questions, my description is
No answers at all, just bodies the stage
One yells out, that he was dressed in black
Stupid link, with a Fisherman hat
A cop says yo how he from the spot?
"In a black sports car, I it was an Iroc
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 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 guts, from the razor cuts
And I'mma stick and pick, until your mind goes
It might sound gross, or 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 some yes yes
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 brother like me, is always
In fact, you should pack, 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, chunky rings, fancy
So up MC's, and off we go
It's not a rodeo, but I carry a
Cause I'm back from vacation, cause sucker kept
off-beat, plus they tune wasn't hittin
Don't wanna claim a on the M-I-C
But I can go state to state, cold rippin shows E
Cause whether or relaxin, waxin or taxin
Never step to a without packin
My partners, Mr. Smith and Mr.
So nothin moves funny, at the session
I'm Strictly Biz and knuckles, no time for laugh or
I drop clear lyrics, while your bass muffled
(You sniff blow?) no, and still flow and say dough
More or do a show, nah
The only I get, is when my fans yell HOE
So get the bo-zack, cause we're to hack
to let you know that it's the big payback