Luyện nghe bài hát The Big Payback

Eh yo, E Double?

Yo up man?

Yo these crab
Got us up behind these walls man
But I'm ready to out there and do this
You what I'm sayin?
So the magic word?

Open Sesame, and let the main gate
Before you scream EPMD, you should
I with a posse, can you try to stop me
Also yo, brothers tried to pop me
On the tip, without me knowin
So I keep goin, and my keep flowin
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
Cause I'm the one, yes me my son
A young kid from the ghetto, a kiddie from the
I don't feel sorrow, and I no pity
To run up on you, and wax tax
Your gold, money, and from your eyes your contacts
Then flex over, a hop 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 haps
So get the bozack, and lay off the crack, cause that's
is the big payback

As I go and flow, to a different of tempo
(Why MD?) C'mon E, P keep it simple
Plus I'm strikin like lightnin, throwin like Tyson
MC's on the Q-T, sorta like a sniper
So if a sucker like me, the feelin is mutual
I tune my rhyme to a low RPM, shift to neutral
And a 40 (what kind) of Olde E
To an MC (how) on the Q-T
(So what's your name boy?) C'mon E, you know M.D
Now while I'm wreckin he's checkin, all the bodies that's and
A pile 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 in black
Stupid dookie link, a Fisherman hat
A cop says yo how he fleed the spot?
"In a black sports car, I think it was an
But the windows were tinted, and we get a look"
(Why?) There was smoke from the he cooked
The big

No Rome-et-oh, or romance story
Just EPMD, the fame and the
The rappin technique, somethin fencin
Dangerous, it you in suspense
And you have to be cool, and plus stamina
Cause if you don't, I'm gonna end up ya
In guts, from the razor cuts
And I'mma and pick, until your mind goes nuts
It might sound gross, or make your bubble
But don't ever ever ever, mess with E
I'm like Jumpin Jack Flash, a Spy an Eye
I do no stunts, and I'm not The Guy
I'm just the E, the R-I-C-K, all
Say check 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, your eyes open
Cause a brother like me, is scopin
In fact, you pack, because I cut no slack
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
not a rodeo, but I carry a lasso
Cause I'm back from vacation, cause sucker slippin
Rappin off-beat, plus they tune hittin
wanna claim a style on the M-I-C
But I can go to state, cold rippin shows with E
Cause whether maxin or relaxin, waxin or
Never step to a without packin
My partners, Mr. and Mr. Wesson
So moves funny, at the rappin 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 high I get, is my fans yell HOE
So get the bo-zack, we're back to hack
Here to let you know that the big payback