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Shut The Eff Up!

アーティスト:MC Lyte  作詞:MOORER LANA MICHELLE/LYTE M C/ROBINSON KIRK S/DEE EMCEE MILK  作曲:MOORER LANA MICHELLE/LYTE M C/ROBINSON KIRK S/DEE EMCEE MILK 

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(I think it's time I start feeling bitchy I've been too nice too long Yup, it's definitely time I get nasty) --> millie jackson (gon' be some shit) (hot damn, hoe) (gon' be some shit) (hot damn, hoe) (gon' be some shit) (hot) (damn) (hoe) (hot damn, hoe) (gon' be some shit) (hot damn) [ verse 1 ] Before this jam starts I'm simply stating You have all waited, now you can stop waiting Shall I ease into the disses, go 20, then 30 Or shall I got straight to 80 percent? Aw, it doesn't matter, when you're dissed, you're dissed The party's not over, it's just beginning Because lyte is winning (what are you winning? ) Any battle in any competition 'the gangstress'? ha, you're on a wack journey (hoe) headed for nowhere, with time to spare So i'ma kick this rhyme right now and right here I'd tell your name, but that would give you fame And I ain't out to give you what you don't have So I sit back and relax, cause it makes me laugh I could diss, call you names and make fun of you (hoe) but me the lyte, I'm into speakin the truth Like a watchtower, hour by the hour Lyte is rhymin, perfect timin Milk keeps the beat (I keep the beat) With the tap of his feet (with the tap of my feet) When he count it down (when I count it down 6-7-8) lyte'll start the debate [ chorus ] (hot damn, hoe) (shut the f**k up) (hot damn, hoe) (shut the f**k up) (hot damn, hoe) (shut the f**k up) (here we) (here we) (gon' be some shit) (here we go again) [ verse 2 ] The first thing you ask yourself is why do I bother? When you should really ask: where is the father? (where is the father? ) of your child, aren't we wild? You get around like a cab, now that's too bad Everyone has been in you, isn't that sad? Bodily vibrations? don't make me laugh Weight watchers is waiting, here's a free pass You ain't gettin loose, you f**kin jerk And you ain't gettin paid, you're just gettin laid Sexin and suckin, yeah, that is your trade Put on this earth just to distract me Get those to write rhymes and try to attack me You will get nowhere, the lyte is too blinding Tell me, why must I keep reminding You to step back, let the lyte shine Do not take shit till you write your own rhymes [ chorus ] [ verse 3 ] Your mold is fake, crayola, crayon Don't dare to sleep or even prey on The lyte is too wicked, too worthy, too strong And the rhymes I create are made to last long Let me wise you up, rappin isn't a sport You either have to teach yourself, or you have to be


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