I've been waitin' much too long to get it on It's the same old song, now correct me if I'm wrong I got the hots, you got the lights steamin' like 100 watts Ready to blow a fuse, nigga you'se about to lose If you pass on this, I got the butta kiss So you can't resist Now I'mma get you, by all means necessary I'm never secondary, no need to worry
I ain't gon' settle for no one I ain't gon' give you no reason to say no And if I give you a notion That only signals I'm ready for you to come on
Baby, wait 'til 'morrow Don't leave Stay a while boy Hear me out I've been waiting for you To bring your lovin' on Come on, come on Come on
Oh don't be shy boy, come on now We've talked about this for quite some time You know you want me, oh baby And I want you So boy don't front Say you will be my...
Hot damn, now here he come again I wanna share my world and let the nigga in I'm made up of sugar and spice, and everything nice I got a lot of goodies for a woody with a hoody So how are you? You puttin' out the fire or what? Bring out the best in me, ain't you got no guts? All this time I've been anticipatin' Come on love, I'm through with the waitin'
Darkchild, Big Will, 2000 Bust out, shake it up now Come on, come on And shake it up now Who am I? You know, you know Big Will, ya ready? Come on
When I was a lad I used to dream that (one day) I'd earned the cream that make the rocks gleam Phat rhymes to make it seem that I was like Bill Gates Writing lines, seal fates Power to change the whole set For exposure or forfeit And with the wicked sense on how to get the picket fence Envisioned a hot life, hot wife Wanted a crib, well a palace like South Fork on Dallas With lights simmer trees for the ambiance I been up and down and high and low Fly with dough, broke looking grimy yo My shiny glow definitely ain't cause of my Bentley It's something that my fam put in me Who am I? You ask The guy with the razzmatazz with ten duffel bags packed with pazazz In the past cut twice by the ladies of my life Boom stitched up by my wife Who am I? It's suffice to say found gold in my heart Put the ice away Nicer day, live foul homie it's a price to pay Even when it's rainy still I say it's nice to day Who am I? That brother with the platinum plaque With the strength to stand and say gangsta rap was whack The fact is that when that brother rap or act Hold position, front of the pack Who am I?
*I be fully educated Not the one to play with And I find that some of y'all hate it But you wanna know baby Who am I? I be fully educated Not the one to play with And I find that some of y'all hate it But you wanna know baby Who am I?
Baby if you really wanna know about me I'll tell you who I am I'll tell you I be not the one for games But if you're right with me I know I'll do the same
*Repeat
(L-Y-T-E)
Who am I? You dare to ask The same female who hailed from Brooklyn and wailed on that ass I'm your worst nightmare, you're best wet dream Break the bank papi cause we're coming for the cream And while I'm in the world ain't none of y'all safe Hold face, sell a million and you still won't equate So who am I? It ain't hard to tell Like staying on track cause you thinking I fell See a lot know my face but a few know me well Just who I am is the one to make you gel Who am I? The chick that keeps spittin' Taking back all my snip that was bitten Rewritten dangerous laison With the shades on Making sure the track stays on Days on end I'll be that one true friend That will always be around when the world falls down I'm honest to the bone No question, suggestion You don't wanna know I give the truth, nothing less than I'm sweet with a heart to fit Smart as a whip You feed me well but I'm still hard to get I'm like a calculus problem you just can't solve Study me well if you wanna get involved And even after that I'm still unpredictable Now who am I? I'm unforgettable
I am the Lyte "a-a-a-a-a-a-as-as-a-rock" L-Y, L-L-Y-T-E (repeat 3X)
[Milk] Do you understand the metaphoric phrase 'Lyte as a Rock?' It's explaining, how heavy the young lady is You know what I'm saying King?
[King of Chill] Yes my brother, but I would consider 'Lyte as a Rock' a simile because of the usage of the word 'as' And now.. directly from the planet of Brooklyn MC Lyte as a Rock!
[MC Lyte] Must I say it again, I said it before Move out the way when I'm comin through the door Me, heavy? As Lyte as a Rock Guys watch, even some of girls clock Step back, it ain't that type of party No reply if you ain't somebody Get out my face, don't wanna hear no more If you hate rejection, don't try to score First base? You ain't got what it takes You smile, you wink, you big fake flake You're so pathetic you make my stomach turn You beg, you borrow, now you have to learn
I am the Lyte "a-a-a-a-a-a-as-as-a-rock" L-Y, L-L-Y-T-E (repeat 2X)
[MC Lyte] Lyte as a Rock, or I should say a boulder Rolling down your neck, pounding on your shoulders Never shall I be an emcee, called a wannabe I am the Lyte, L-Y-T-E This is the way it is, don't ever forget Hear the rhyme by someone else and you know they bit All in the way, just little obstacles Chew em up, spit em out, just like popsicles Suckers out of my way, we're not on the same wavelength I show stability, potential and strength On the other hand, you are weak and unruly Could never be a spy, cause you're just a plain stoolie
I am the Lyte "a-a-a-a-a-a-as-as-a-rock" L-Y, L-L-Y-T-E (repeat 2X)
[MC Lyte] I'm a slave, I'm a slave, I'm a slave to the rhythm Def rhymes on the micraphone is what I'm givin Yes I am a Rock and you are just a pebble Milk turn up the base, and Rock adjust the levels If a rap can paint a thousand words then I can paint a million Wait, Lyte is capable of paintin a bazillion raps So when I say it, this is what I mean Audio Two an alliance on the scene and I'd like to say whassup to my producer King of Chill Party people are you ready, jam if you will Never underestimate Lyte the Emcee; I am a rapper who is here to make the things the way they're meant to be The World Ultimate, I'm here to take the title but I had a little trouble upon, my arrival But I got rid of those who, tried to rock me Lyte is here, no one can stop me
I am the Lyte "a-a-a-a-a-a-as-as-a-rock" L-Y, L-L-Y-T-E (repeat 2X)
[MC Lyte] There are Hip-Hop leaders, this you know We also have, hip-hoppers that follow By the tone of my voice, you can tell I am a scholar I'm also the leader of the hip-hop followers Now get this, I'm at a jam and I'm rockin it Suckers like a checkerboard, when black is clockin it The grace as I ease across the stage Bars around the audience, sort of like a cage They laugh, cause they assume I'm in prison but in reality, they're locked in Once again I'll state that I can't be stopped cause yo, I am as Lyte, as, Rock!
I am the Lyte "a-a-a-a-a-a-as-as-a-rock" L-Y, L-L-Y-T-E (repeat 6X)
I am the Lyte "a-a-a-a-a-a-as-as-a-rock" L-Y, L-L-Y-T-E (repeat 4X)
I am the Lyte "a-a-a-a-a-a-as-as-a-rock" L-Y, L-L-Y-T-E (repeat 4X to fade)
Verse 1 I am woman, hear me roar When I grab the mic it's never a bore When I'm on stage, sayin' a rhyme I often wonder what ya think of mine Is it fresh or weak, or is it live or dead? Yo, it's got ta be somethin' if you're boppin' your head To the beat, can I get an amen brother? Liked that rhyme? Well here goes another...
[Hold up, hold up, hold up. Check it out. Before we go any further we gotta announce who we are. I am DJ K-Rock and this is my homegirl, MC Lyte. Kick it for 'em!]
Verse 2
We had to pause for station identification Now ya know my name here's some more information Well, let's see, what you wanna know about me? MC L-Y-T-E [The Queen] Nah, that's too corny [The Sexy] Nah, that gets the guys too horny [The Best] Now that sounds conceited But what is true is true, so it has to be repeated The best is Lyte, when I'm on the mic And MC's look straight ahead cos this pitch'll make your neck tired And I say loosen up and relax The fiction you been livin' Imma fill with facts Right now...
[MC Lyte, DJ K-Rock. Name of the group is Me and My DJ. Kickin' it live in '88. Do it.]
Verse 3
I am woman, hear me roar Comin' out fresher and flyer than I did before That's right, I'm well respected Don't get stupid, I'm well protected If ya wanna battle I'm well prepared Me and K-Rock are far from scared, you know what We're brave, livin' in a cave of gold Waitin' for the misbehaved to get bold But as I look around so far so good MC's behaving just like they should Hands are folded, no whispering or passing notes All attention to me ya have to devote I'm like a teacher, but then again not quite Cos a teacher's salary I'm makin' a night On the mic rhymes witty and bright Maybe that's why the name is Lyte Yo, bust it, Imma end it right here DJ K-Rock, you end it over there
I may come on strong but that's what you like You like a female MC who can handle the mike How do I know? Because you told me so You instantly prefer a pro to supervise the show So that's why I'm here, don't mean to make a case of it This rap here, well, it's just for the taste of it I write the rap to make the whole world sing And I'm the type of female, well, I like to swing
MC Lyte likes swingin
Party people in the place, since you started the case Of a demonstration, I need concentration So you can make a full examination Then you will agree that I'm the best MC And so is my deejay on the tables, Rock This is the best jam that you could get The rap by Lyte and the beat by Stetsa (Beat by Stetsa) (beat by Stetsa) Never turn it down, cause it's what you requested Any mike I hold, you know the big man pressed it Sole believer in the rap I say You believe it too, that's why you never walk away You like the way I do it, you like my style Study me like a book, cause you know I'm worth your while Expressions on my face show you just how I feel Add a rap to my gestures, now you know the deal
MC Lyte likes swingin
Cause yo, I am the best and that I'll boast Sit down and be the guest, and I'll be the host It's wack to those that know and those that do not Like 'Coke is it' I hit the spot Like 'good vibrations', I'm like Sunkist The rap is smooth, cause it's sealed with chapstick Not gonna say that I been rappin since the day of birth But I've acquired the knowledge like Ms. Butterworth Ask me what's important, I tell you time and effort Ask me how I do it, it's Lyte's ??? method Yeah, Lyte is good, Bud Li
When you say you love me, it doesn't matter. It goes to my head as just chit chatter You may take this egostistical or just or worry free But what you say I take none of it seriously And even if I did I wouldn't tell you so i'd let you pretend to read me
and then you'll know. Cause I hate when one attempts to analyze. That I despize those who even try to look into my eyes to see what I am
thinking. That dream is over you gotta sink it. And I tell all of you like I told all of them what you say to me is just paper thin, word
I'm not the kind of girl to try to play a man out I take the money and the gear and then break the hell out No thats not my strategy, not the game I play I admit I play game but it's not done that way Truly when I get involved I give it my heart I mean my mind, my soul, my body I mean every part But if it doesn't work out, yo it just doesn't It wasn't meant to be you know, it just wasn't So I treat all of you like I treat all of them and what you say to me is
still paper thin In one ear and right out the other hurt is mumbo jumbo (eeeish) lover I don't pay attention I don't concentrate you ain't got the bait that it takes to hook this a-hah, a-hah, a-hah Sucker you missed, I put feelings aside I know who I am My name is Lyte is your name Sam? Cause if it is step off, grab your coat and get lost Wrap your scarf around your throat and go back and catch a rope And hit the road Sam, don't you come back no more, no more, no more, no more Hit the road Sam, don't you come back no more
So now I take precaution when choosing my mate I do not touch until the third or fourth date Then maybe we'l
I used to be in love with this guy named Sam I don't know why, cause he had the head like that of a clam But you couldn't tell me nothin, cause Sam was number one Cause to me, oh my gosh, he was one in a million I shoulda knew the consequences right from the start That he'd use me for my money, and then break my heart But like a fool in love I fell for his game But I got mine, so I show no shame In Empire winked his eye, and then he kept walkin And all of those who live in Brooklyn know just what I'm talkin The roller disco where we all used to go Just to have some fun back in 1981 You know the place, Empire Boulevard Is where I first saw the nigga, and he tried to play hard But I knew the deal, cause I knew his brother Jerry And Sam, he just broke up with his girlfriend Terry So Jerry introduced Sam and I that night He said,
This is Lyte, and I'm just here to say That I choose to express my feelings this way Always alone, either with a microphone Or just plainly emphasize the tone Of my voice, cause yo, I know I'm your choice So when I am speaking, show your gratitude While I am teaching, I have no attitude I'm just here to get the job totally done 85% work, 15% fun Sometimes I admit, I get so excited Rhyme for rhyme, I just can't fight it Can't stop the flow, it's just too persistant
You can cha-cha-cha to this Mardis Gras I'm the dopest female that you've heard thus far And I do get better, the voice gets wetter Nobody gets hurt (as long as you let her) Do my thing with an '89 swing The dopeness I write, I guarantee delight To the hip-hop maniac, the Uptown brainiac In full effect, MC Lyte is back And better than before as if that was possible My competition, you'll find them in the hospital Visiting time, I think it's on a Sunday But notice they only get one day to shine The rest of the week is mine And I'll blind you with the science that the others have yet to find So come along and I'll lead you the right way Just clap your hands to the words I say, come on...
[Kick this one here for me and my DJ]
I've got the power to spread out and devour At the same time I'll eat you up with a rhyme But I'll let you slide cuz you accidently hopped on the wrong side Now come on, that's suicide Hypothetically speaking Ok, let's say you didn't know what you were doing You're new in town, and you're looking around For another name to ruin, and it's me that you're pursuing? Well well well, I'll be damned I might as well tell you who I am I am the capital L-Y-T-E And it's shocking I'm the one you're mocking Oh yes, I've been watching you watching me And like the fat on your back it's plain to see That you're a wannabe, but you can't be what you're not So you better start living with what you got
[Kick this one here for me and my DJ]
Yeah, DJ K-Rock when you hear a scratch Now it's time to kick a rhyme out the batch And you're the receiver eager as a beaver Time to convert the non-believer That I'm a roadrunner leaving you in the dust I can adjust to the times and at times I might just get quicker Than the ticker of your pacemaker More tender than a roni but harder than a jawbreaker So don't ever second guess me And if you're wondering who could the best be Think a second and recollect the worst whipping you ever had yet And I'll bet that I did it My fingerprints are still on you How many times I gotta warn you About the light? It'll blind your sight But the rhythm will still guide you through the night
[Kick this tip... Kick this one here for me and my DJ]
Why is it that your watch stopped tickin, but you still keep clockin? And no matter how hard you jinx, I keep rockin Listen, hoe, cause I'm the Lyte one And if you're lookin for a fight, you found the right one
(They call me Lyte) (And I'm a slave to the rhythm)
(Funky fresh, dressed to impress, ready to party)
[ VERSE 1 ] I'm not a procrastinator, or a instigator But when it comes to dope rhymes on the mic, I'm the creator I never look for trouble, but somehow it finds me But yo, I just conquer it, and leave it all behind me The L-y-t-e, very outspoken And when I rock a rhyme, sometimes I leave you chokin I'm MC Lyte, comin live and direct I never lose a battle, cause I always come correct In any case I win, again and again You see Lyte is at the top till the very end And even though I may be short, believe, I don't take none Try your luck and we'll see who will get done I mean immediately, like quick fast Don't turn your back, cause this mic'll be in your ass And don't take what I say too lightly I beat you, defeat you so quietly Sneak up and hit you like a fuckin tornado Cause in the rap field Lyte's the fuckin aka doe The capital L, the y to the e Shit, give me room and I'll slay an MC Whether it's in a crowd, or on the sneak tip I wax you and your posse watch you trip and flip As you drop the mic, cause you don't have the gift To rip a style, fast or slow (Why, Lyte?) Too busy hoein it, sniffin up blow Don't get mad, it's just a talent I was given What I'm sayin, I'm a slave to the rhythm
It was a caf?It was a caf?on the westside It was a caf?on It was a caf?on the westside, midtown
It was a caf?on the westside, midtown Said they had the best cap of cappucino around So I stepped in, and I ordered a cup Someone grabbed me by my throat and said,
[ VERSE 1 ] I'm rhymin and designin, also creatin The dope def rhyme that is always being taken By a sucker MC that wants to be like me No trait of originality But yo, I am not one to down another So like I said before, just go for yours, sucker I'm gonna take the time to drop a dope line Or maybe even two, for you and your crew So you can start shakin and movin all around To the Lyte Thee MC and the King Of Chill sound It's new and improved like a freshly cut diamond Perfect timin, like a gem it's shinin Or better yet a ruby, somewhat like a saphire This jam you are forced to admire
