Luyện nghe bài hát The Big Payback

Eh yo, E Double?

Yo up man?

Yo crab MC's
Got us trapped up these walls 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 roll with a posse, can you try to me
Also yo, your tried to pop me
On the sneak tip, me knowin
So I keep goin, and my keep flowin
On and on, and I quit
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 young kid from the ghetto, a kiddie from the
I don't sorrow, and I have no pity
To run up on you, and wax tax
Your gold, your money, and from eyes your contacts
Then over, a hop skip and a jump
To the next town, to go punk a
try to diss me, and try to bust caps
I'm not havin it, and that means no Jack
So get the bozack, and lay off the crack, that's wack
This is the big

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 like Tyson
Slayin MC's on the Q-T, sorta a sniper
So if a sucker like me, the feelin is mutual
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 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 and si-rens
everywhere, but no one seen a thing
When cops ask questions, my description is
No answers at all, just behind the stage
One witness yells out, he was dressed in black
Stupid dookie link, a Fisherman hat
A cop says yo how he fleed the spot?
"In a black car, I think 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 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 gonna end up ya
In guts, from the razor cuts
And I'mma stick and pick, until your mind nuts
It might sound gross, or make stomach bubble
But ever ever ever, mess with E Double
I'm Jumpin 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 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 brother like me, is always
In fact, you should pack, I cut no slack
It's like that, this is the big

If rappin was a tribe I'd be the chief
Hat, fat link, chunky rings, nothing
So up MC's, and off we go
It's not a rodeo, but I a lasso
Cause I'm back vacation, cause sucker kept slippin
off-beat, plus they tune wasn't hittin
Don't wanna claim a style on the
But I can go state to state, cold rippin with E
Cause whether or relaxin, waxin or taxin
Never step to a show packin
My partners, Mr. and Mr. Wesson
So nothin funny, at the rappin session
I'm Strictly Biz and knuckles, no time for or chuckles
I clear lyrics, while your bass sound muffled
(You sniff blow?) Hell no, and still and say dough
More or do a show, nah
The only high I get, is when my yell HOE
So get the bo-zack, cause we're back to
Here to let you know it's the big payback