Mc Lyte

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'

Come on (plug one, one, plug two)

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

*Repeat (x2)

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,

Kick this one for Brooklyn
(Cha) (cha) (cha)
Kick this one for the 90s
(Boom) (cha-cha)
Now kick this one here for Me

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

[ VERSE 2 ]

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

Yo Milk, that's super duper
I think I need a soundcheck
Hit me with a sample
Yeah, now what about that dope stuff?
Alright, now give me a 808
Now let the beat roll..

[ VERSE 1 ]
Any competition, checkers or chess
Whatever the game, Lyte'll never fess
But did you say rappin? Cause I'm with it
I hold the title, you might as well forget it
You can put me to the test, I'll prove I am the best
You'll be the last coockoo to fly over the nest
Try to dis this? Nah..
You'll be the only scarface in the place
Cause I'll rip out your eyes, cut your tongue off
You can't talk no more and let the bullshit walk
In this lifetime you're no MC
You're just labelled in bold black ink as a wanna-be
Now that I pulled your card and I read you
I should punish those that misled you
Into thinkin that you was just too good
I beat your ass in your own neighborhood
I have yet to threaten you with sticks and stones
That'll hurt your bones

[ CHORUS ]
I'm just throwin words at you
(Wick-wick-wack)

A friend of mine (Which one?) Cecilia
(Yeah?) has a man (so?) a dealer
(Which one?) Born - Born Supreme
You know the type (Yeah, I know what you mean)
Gold and cars (cars and gold
The more he got, yo, the more he sold
He told her he loved her (Huh, gased her head)
Her love he bought just to warm his bed
I tried to tell her, but it went out the other ear
She didn't wanna hear, what I had to say
She just replied this way
(Girl, I love him, he treats me so good
He gets much respect in my neighborhood)
I cram to understand why she wants this man
(Yo, he sold the crack to Sam...)

[ CHORUS ]

Never does one know the force that is in them
Till some puss jumps up and offends them
Then I have to subtract, minus and eliminate
Those that try to front and try to perpetrate
Like they know me well when they don't know me at all
Sayin 'hi', 'how you're doin' and 'I'll give you a call'
Then, to top it off, sayin they'll visit
When they don't know the zip code, much less the digits
Like Shelly says, sometimes you have to get kuffed
Like MC Lyte says, yo, you're gonna get buffed
Each and every time you try to play me
I'm not the egg to be cracked, the digem to be smacked
So when I see you, you better be fully strapped
At all times, cause it only takes Lyte one time, and one time only
I'm the microphone controller, MC sucker folder
Lyte'll take you places you never would've seen
If it was dark - you know what I mean?
So show appreciation, gratitude, it is necessary
Cause when I hear weak rhymes, I am quick to bury
Those who try to know me before they meet me
You can't grow on me, so don't greet me
I'm sick of the prentendin and all the make-believe
Pronto, move back, give me space to breathe
I'm not a push-over, so don't push up on me
I'm not a sidewalk, so don't try to walk on me
I seen people taken advantage of
In situations like money, trust and love
I have no time for petty things that are trivial
Like who'll dance with me if I

(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 fuck up)
(Hot damn, hoe)
(Shut the fuck up)
(Hot damn, hoe)
(Shut the fuck 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?-

Examine the style used in this sequence
The rhyme's the clue, the record's evidence
To the fact that I'm hypin this episode
Cold carryin the extra wide load
The beat is fat and the rhyme is thick
All over the town you hear the sound and pick
Me, the L the y the t the e
Me, and if you see the Rock, I'm sure you'll see
Me (Hey Lyte, what will you be doin?)
Kickin it, bashin down competition
And when I drop the bomb, you'll listen
Boom! Now that I've got your attention
I'm slammin what you wanna hear
I just thought that I should mention
'89 is the Lyte year
Now's the time to roll like a rhinoceros
Step to Lyte, that's preposterous
I'm heavyweight, though I'm lightweight
My looks the hook, my rhymes the bait
And when I throw the line you proceed to take
The goody, the treat that I hand you
That you couldn't refuse
Damn, I cram to understand you
Your love is to Lyte to lose

[ VERSE 2 ]
I think you deserve this, you waited long enough
For a rhyme that's super-duper extra tough
Every human is lurkin and loomin
Puba on the beat and you know the shit is boomin
Tasty like pastry, fresh from the bakery
First Priority, that's the way it has to be
Feel the drum, I bet it makes your body numb
One for all, and all for one I bet you come
Hurry, hurry, step right up and see the show
MC Lyte and K-Rock are about to throw
Get on line and purchase your ticket
(Hey, don't worry) Lyte is gonna kick it
(Go on, be happy) I put you up on the scoop
Now come and watch the party hoop

[ VERSE 3 ]
I am the Lyte, and it is time for me to go
You wanna beef, save that shit for the toilet bowl
I use styles, styles and much

[ female voice ] I just want you to understand

When in Love (3X)


When in love you might cuss and fuss and fight
But at the end of the night, everything is alright
Drips of tears turn into drops of sweat
It'll only get as wet as I let it baby
I love hard, I've done some effed up things
from kicking them in the nuts, to throwin away his ring
So if you love me, love me and stay with me
But you can walk if your plan is to play me
I'm not embarassed, nor am I ashamed
To say once in the past, I've been gamed
But that was then, and this is now
And there's no way damn it, there's no how
Although you gotta go through the good and the bad
Pray to the one up above it's not a fad
You'll do some crazy things when in love
Those in love know what I'm speakin of


When in Lo-o-o-ve
(x2)


When in love you do things that are strange
Look back and say, "I must have been deranged!"
I'm talkin like pickin your lover's nose
cooking his food and washing his clothes
And if you thought that was goin too far
What about givin him the keys to your car?
You could be partyin and havin a ball
but you stop and check your messages to see if he called
How about sittin in the house all night
waitin for the phone to ring that ain't right!
But you do it anyway cause you love him to death
And if he was dyin, you'd give your last breath
You gotta go through the good and the bad
Pray to the one up above it's not a fad
You'll do some crazy things when in love
Those in love know what I'm speakin of


When in Lo-o-o-ve (2X)


When in love you go out your way to please him
Wait outside his job, hope that you see him
And guys buy girls some serious things
like two-seater cars and diamond rings
I know what happens, she got you strung
Guess it doesn't matter long as you're having fun
Love'll make you do some crazy things
Meet a married man and then have a fling
Like Babyface said, "Love makes things happen"
It's most important, to hear what I'm rappin
Someone in love better take your time
Cause love sometimes make one commit crimes
Although you gotta go through the good and the bad
Pray to the one up above it's not a fad
You'll do some crazy things when in love
Those in love know what I'm speakin of


When in Lo-o-o-ve (6X)

He knows he's leaving, not much time left
Holding on to his very last breath
I saw him last week, nervous and uptight
Losing sleep, stays up all night
Wishin he woulda used his mind and not rushed
to push in the bush but took his time
to get to know the girl he slapped skins with
shared needles with
Wish he could go back, change the direction
But now he's got the infection
I spoke to him, gave him inspired words
I'm sure he's heard
live by the sword, die by the sword
What's left, pray to the oh Lord
You can deny but the truth will unfold
because the eyes are the soul

One by one they fall in the darkness
I'm glad, that I could take part in this
And I'm hoping, that you just might
get together and Search 4 the Lyte
Finding the Lyte means happiness
It's the best and nothing less
So I'm waiting, at the end of a tunnel
where happiness comes in bundles
But it takes time, to get to the Lyte
to get in the Lyte, to be with the Lyte
And I'm hoping, that you just might
get together and Search 4 the Lyte

How you get there is this question
Honesty is my suggestion
But first you must be awakened
If you say you are, you're faking
One who has seen the Lyte doesn't have to proof
that they've been moved
They just let it be, let it rest
For that is the mental test
Within this, there's so much happiness
Sort of like lasting moments of bliss
Everyone wants to be so happy
Let me explain my theory:
Some type of grief you MUST experience
in order to appreciate happiness
Cause if you are always satisfied
life will just pass by, you would've never tried
to get to the Lyte, to get in the Lyte
to be with the Lyte, to go see the Lyte
And I'm hoping, that you just might
get together and Search 4 the Lyte

If you are not ready the Lyte can be BLIND-ING
and not worth finding
So for this you must prepare:
stay awake, wake up, stay aware!
There are SO, many distractions
Those that see the Lyte, just a fraction
Those that don't, remain blinded
The Lyte is there, they can't find it
One by one they fall in the darkness
And it's sad, to take part in this
But I'm hoping, that you just might
get together and S

* DJ cuts and scratches "This is MC Lyte.." *

[MC Lyte]
Moonroof open, in the B.M.
Windows tinted, they can't see in..
.. they know it's me though
MC Lyte, she's bigger than bolo
Gusto, gusto, I got so much so
you could have some, you just got to lay low
Do as I say so and don't try to fess
Do whatcha wanna just clean up the mess
I'm here, ARRRRRRUFF, kick it in the rear
Rhymes and rhymes and rhymes I gots to spare
Act like you know
The things that I do just ain't for show
This is my living, so I am giving
everything I got if not a lot more
For the people, for the buyers
For all of those that seem to want to try a
MC Lyte tape in your Benzi box
What can I say? Hey, thanks a lot
Cause I'll flip and trip and do ALL that good shit
That's why the brothers, they can't get off my tip
They know whose show this is
Who's show is this?

* DJ cuts and scratches "This is MC Lyte.." 2X *

[lyte] ready?
[guy] no.
[lyte] oh!
[lyte] *whistling scrappy doo* puppy, power!
[lyte] *beatboxing like a pro*
[guy] okay, hello!
[lyte] watch your drin.. what? watch your drink!
No no.. I think I'm too late, am I too late?

Hit it!
I'm coolin in the sun, on a beach in the cabana
Sippin on some vodka in a glass with tropicana
I'm chillin and I'm chompin on a turkey shish-ka-bob
Too far from work to hear the phone ring at the job
Men in bikinis, g-strings should I say
Waitin for the daddy-long-one to come my way


Here he comes now, I feel I start to sweat
Blunder but I wonder just how wet will I get
He offers me his hand, of course you know I take it
Until he tells me that he wants to swim a little naked
My eyes are bulgin, I black out, damn it's black as tar
Woke up I don't know when, sittin at the bar
I know it's hard to follow, the story's kinda tricky
What I didn't know was somebody slipped a mickey
Into my drink, which caused a fantasy
And somehow slapped me back into reality!
Wish I had another mickey I'd go back for a quickie
Find the daddy-long-one that was surely tryin to get me
This just goes to show, you must stop and think
When you're out partyin, never leave your drink..
Word!

I met him in a club hangin out one night
He said, "Hello I'm George.. hi Lyte!
How's everything goin, huh, how ya doin?
Hope everything's fine, ooh, and umm
can I call you sometime? Can I get the digits?
And the address, so I can come visit?"
I gave him the digits, that wasn't a problem
Cause if he caused any, I would have to solve them
cause George looked good, MMM damn good!
And if I didn't, some other girl would
In my mind, I hope for the best
Convincing myself that this was not a test
Cause I heard many things about Georgie
Nothing kinky, like no orgies
I heard he knows how to make love
like an angel from the heaven above
Who was I kidding I'd give him a try
Cause Lyte needs love too and that ain't no lie
Keep your ears open, hope that you listenin
Cause I'm about to take you on a George Porgie mission

"Can it be I've stayed away too long" (2X)

I gave him the number, I saw it in his eyes
"She gave me the number? Hmmm I'm surprised"
Good conversation, over the phone
He began to come for me whenever I was alone
George was sweet, so nice and so neat
With any other guy he didn't have to compete
George was mature, he made sure
that he was the only one I'd ever adore
Girls, have you, ever had a friend
that you'd get with, every now and then?
I know for a fact George had a lot of girls
spread out from state from state around the world
As long as he was smart and kept his girls in check
Made sure I never saw them and showed me respect
He didn't have to be loyal, like men should be
I don't care about the other girls, just be good to me!
But if I ever saw one, that would be the end
He couldn't kick the storyline that she was just a friend
The girls I didn't care, fine legs don't lie
See cause Georgie was into making your girls cry

"Kissed the girls and made them cry" (4X)

"Kissed the girls and made them cry"
"Can it be I've stayed away too long"
"Kissed the girls and made them cry"

"Kissed the girls and made them cry"
"Can it be I've stayed away too long"
"Kissed the girls and..."

George was clean, no drugs and such
But once in a while, he'd drink too much
Hangin in a club where they play rockers
Him and his friend, drinkin vodka
I was lookin for him, and I found him there
With his clothes messed up and his (fucked) up hair
I told him he was messin up he wouldn't go far
He got mad and asked his friend for the keys to the car
I said, "Don't drive, use your head
Drive while you're drunk and you'll kill yourself dead"
We begin to argue, bad words were said
Then he got kicked out by some longhaired dread
Ran into the car as if, in a hurry
He started the car but his vision was blurry
He didn't care, he drove off into the night
Riding for miles, without his headlights
Georgie Porgie had too much on his mind
He was still young yet running out of time
Last week he took tests as the doctor told him
George had cancer in his lungs and his colon
See when he was young, he started smokin
Paid no attention when he started chokin
Thoughts flashed through his head, there they stuck
Till Georgie Porgie, crashed into a truck
I wished I woulda told him how I liked him so much
How he made me feel with the slightest touch
Now he's gone and I can't tell him nothin
Wish he was here so I could say somethin
The story is not to say that I'm in sorrow
Just to say no one is promise tomorrow
If you love someone you should say it often
You never know when they'll be layin in a coffin
Wake up, it's important that you know that
No one on Earth is promised tomorrow..
Believe that! And don't think that it can't happen to you

"Kissed the girls and made them cry" (2X)

"Can it be I've stayed away too long" (4X)

"Kissed the girls and made them cry" (2X)

Now you called my house and you said come over
Your mother and your father are gone, and you're alone
With rover the dog, but now you're frontin
You said if i come you'd give me somethin
So don't start playin around cause i'm serious
What did you call me for cause i'm curious
Or did you call me just to look in my face
Now i know i didn't come just to take up space
The night is right, and the stars are bright
So c'mon now brother just treat me right
And just take it off, i mean everything
Hurry up pretty boy so that we can swing
I don't smoke and i don't get high
But if i say i don't love well that would be a lie
Because i do every chance i get
But if i don't i won't fall i won't fret
I'm no fool i got plenty of sense
So i just be cool, and have patience
Make up your mind, please let me know
And when you give me the green that's when i'll go
So please pretty boy don't hesitate
And entice me nice and cooperate
You tried the rest and i tried the best
And when the time comes boy no regrets
And just take it off

Now take off your hat, untie your shoelace
And after you finish, i want you to face me
Now baby, don't get scared
Cause i'm not like the other girls so don't compare me
Tender lovin care is all i give
And if possible boy, well i would like to live with you
And if i do it ain't everybody's business
It seems to me ya just how you got into this
Take it off, cause i'm ready to rock
Like maxwell baby, until the last drop



Cruisin down the street in my sl
When i seen this dude who was built very well
Face was handsome, body was fine
How did i know, i was cruisin behind him
Looked at the c

I, am, back on the scene
I'm takin it to the extremes
New blend, I've been schemin
Raw type stuff I know you've been fiendin
Waitin for, such a long time
for MC Lyte to drop another dope rhyme
Well I deliver as quick as you call my name
I'm beyond the hype, beyond the fame
So now, I prove to you
That I can shake you groove you and move you too
I am, too much to bear
to touch and then share
Once you've had one taste one touch one bite
All you want is M-C Lyte!
And I deliver as quick as you call my name
I'm beyond the hype, beyond the fame

Chorus:

We've got to try to move beyond
I'm comin
We've got to try to break on through
To the extreme
We've got to try to move beyond
Beyond the hype
We've got to try to break on through!

Can't, you, see, I'm beyond the hype
And all that type of jazz and pizazz
I'm, into, reality
Forget the fantasy, this is me
Beyond the hype, so don't believe
what you read, cause they'll deceive
So now I come to you
telling no lies, the truth is in my eyes
Unlike the broadcasters on the news
who try to tell you, the donts and the do's
The media blows things out of proportion
The public's eye, proceed with caution
It's a dog eat dog world
but we'll be alright
All we gots to do is stick together
and move beyond the hype

Chorus 2X (w variations)

You, must, trust when I say I'm here to stay
and believe I'll never leave
Haste, makes, waste
The track is all that, so pick up the pace
Forget the rumors, gossip, shit-talk
Besides that's old news, and that can walk
I'm beyond that, you are also
Release the negative vi

There's a song.. that I sing.. whenever I'm sad.. feelin bad

[MC Lyte]
It was a date, a simple little fuckin date
or so I thought, wasn't that my great mistake
He picked me up at eight, from my crib
We went to dinner and he ordered babyback ribs
What a waste, a waste of the mind and body
And then he said, "Lyte, would you like to go and party?"
I thought about it, and then I said, "NO!
Pay for my food motherfucker and let's go!"
He said, "My, aren't we agressive.."
Damn right, and I'm also perceptive
I know your kind, you roam around the fuckin town
You wanna slap it, flip it, and rub it down
You want some booty but you're gettin none this way
You better ask Suzy Sally or that girl Fay
You gets NONE, you hear me you cheesy rat?
Because I'm Lyte, and I'm havin NONE of that

Chorus: MC Lyte

I'm all that, yes I'm all that
You ask how? I'm all that now
I'm all of that, yes I'm all that
And rollin through your hood with a BASEBALL bat

[MC Lyte]
First I head out, into the red-eyed
Turn the AC, so it feels cool inside
Step in the jam, baring good news
Although for some folks, I bring the blues
Always solo, no relyin on a posse
I see what you see, do you see what I see?
I see suckers, many pucker-uppers
ASS-kissers, as well as buttlickers
Many many that will do me good and plenty
Don't know me from Adam, but wanna get with me
Claimin they will do or have done or have did me
Talkin that yang, your ass'll get SLAPPED
Because I'm Lyte and I'm havin NONE of that

Chorus

[MC Lyte]
That!! That!!

[answering machine]
Aiyyo Milk, aiyyo Milk, this is Teddy B
Yo I just checked out Lyte's new cut (That!! That!!)
and yo it's ALL THAT, ALL THAT
Yo I get with you, peace!

[MC Lyte]
Back, way back when, shit wasn't funny
I'm talkin L-Q days, your gold and your money
If you wore gold, the shit was gettin taken
Hard rocks, don't even bother fakin
Cause they can sense a sucker as SOON as they saw ya
And oh well, how I felt sorry for the
razor in my pocket, for my protection
Blackjack in my bag for a little selection
You got beef? BITCH, chose your weapon
I sliced and diced, and then I kept steppin
For me to go for that woulda just been wack
because I'm Lyte, and I'm havin NONE of that

Chorus

[answering machine]
(That!! That!!)
Yo yo, yo Lyte, you there?
(That!! That!!)
Alright I just called to see if you was still shittin on wax
Yo and DON'T make that shit soft alright?
Yo PUMP IT UP
Alright when you get in just give me a buzz

Ahhh yeah
Brooklyn's in the house, so come on now
Brooklyn's in the house
Yo, staten island is in the house
Staten island is in the house
And let me hear you say queens is in the house
Come on now, queens is in the house
Long island is in the house, say what?
Long island is in the house, yeah
The bronx, is in the house, uhh
The bronx is in the house let me hear you say
Uptown's in the house one time
Uptown's in the house

Well they're falling falling but i can catch them
I just toot the whistle and you go fetch them
Bring them back into the real rap attack
Set the soft silly stuff back on the rack
45 (yeah baby) 45 (yeahhh)
Tell the silly mothers that we don't give a..
I'm not a psychic, but you can tell your sidekick
In ninety-one, lyte is kickin some fly..
Take it from me, or could you really take it?
And if you got away with it, would you really make it
In the world of hip-hop, frontin like you're me?
C'mon now hobbes, that i could never see
So just step aside, and feel it tonight
Cause comin to a store near you is mc lyte

{45 king scratches "who's that bad?"}

I'm bigger than bolo, see i go solo
Broader than broad, see how i soared
The big bad sister from around your way
I'm not tall but i'm small don't matter what i weigh
I kick the copacetic rhyme from the down to earth mind
I get hip with the hop i'm the tip from the top
I go all out, you never see me fall out
Although you hear me yell out, you never see me sellout {"no!!"}
Because my rhyme's about a profit, no one can stop the one
Funky lyrics synced with mc lyte cause i be droppin it
The name the lyte because my skin i'm blacker than black
Comin right

Ain't no other, this is me and this is it
Don't got to get the crowbar to get you up off of my shit
I don't know why though, they try to compare me
Did not you know that you can't get NEAR me
So don't fuck up when identifying the voice
You know from A to Z, I'm a first choice
The Y to the T, surrounded by the L and the E
Put it together and you got Lyte the MC
Deep, deep, deeper than the vein
of the membrane, squish it, put your ass to sleep
I got octaves, not to sing but to rap so
give me dap, perhaps admit, that I'm all that
The shit that I write huh, surely chart climbers
Don't try to run, because your mom'll come and find ya
Getcha, gotcha, getcha gotcha getcha gotcha
Break ya break ya punk and fuck that ass in two's
It's like that anna, it's like that anna
I'm not the funny fat one they call Roseanne-ah

Outside of me, you try to picture me
Young and black, that ain't no mystery
But inside runs deep like an ocean
You couldn't understand if I spoke in slow motion
I'm tryin like hell to get some results
But you can bet your ass that it's difficult
They try to keep it down, because I talk to a beat
in other words, because I try to TEACH
But if I talk that yang-yang shit
like

Outside of me you try to picture me
Young and black that ain't no mystery
But inside runs deep like an ocean
You couldn't understand if I spoke in slow motion
I'm tryin like hell to get some results
But you can bet your ass that it's difficult
They try to keep it down because I talk to a beat
in other words because I try to TEACH
But if I talk that yang yang shit
like

Fifteen years old, thought I was in love
I was never told, sex is like drugs
Too much'll drive you crazy in fact
the brother was so good, had me comin back
Took my virginity, like he took my heart
I had to find the Lyte, he left me in the dark
All alone, no one to be with
And the brothers they ask me why I riff
I got hard, grew a shell upon my back
I had to get a grip, to keep my life intact
I had to let em know, Lyte is not fragile
Cause if they think this, brothers can get - foul
They'll use, bruise and abuse
Dump your ass and be sure to choose
the next fresh fish that steps into the place
If they desire, they forgot your face
Lovin them and leavin them, that was their reasonin
Thinkin he was pleasin you, when he was just TEASIN you
Summer was over, back in school
He said come over, that would be cool
I said OK, it's been a year now
Some even asked why, some even asked how
could you wait that long, for me to be with it
Some said yo Hobbes, you're never gonna get it
But then the time came, you and I both came
Things would soon change, never would they be the same
Before this afternoon, took place
I was in love, I walked around in space
I'd rush home from school just to speak to you
Talk for an hour, maybe even two
We'd just laugh though, nothing serious
I guess back then, you were just curious
to see what I was like, just to touch my flesh
I could be wrong though, that's my first guess

..

You was in your house, I was in mine
As long as we were chattin on the line, it was fine
All alone, yet talkin on the phone
If you got bored you felt your bone
and as bad as I am, I talked you through every stroke
Lyte ain't no joke!
You've been

Lola hopped into a cab, she went to work
As she walked into the club, the fellas went bezerk
They screamed her name out -- Lola, Lola
Yeah, she was the star of the Copa
She smiled and danced til morning
Lola took uppers, to stop her from yawning
For the finale, she got an applause
Lola was gracious, she didn't do tours
She felt appreciated, just like a star
But for the meanwhile, she got a drink from the bar
Lola had no kids and lost her mother
Her lover used drugs and left her for another
But little did she know that she would make love tonight
She'd do it willingly without puttin up a fight

im the dopest female..
"im the dopest female that youve heard thus far.."

[mc lyte]
Im too old? whats with that crap?
Come on now brother, age is just a number
Anyway what matters is your state of mind
And if you give me some time Ill make your heart all mine
I dont like pushin and I dont like rushin
But most of all I dont like fussin
So come on now sweetie why dont ya stop frontin
Besides older folks come equipped for good lovin
Are you really serious? age really matters?
I thought telling you this, you would be flattered
Well I guess I was wrong cause you still aint widdit
.. oh well, forget it, nope nope
But dont you dare touch me, you said you wasnt widdit
You waited too long now, lyte is not havin it
I coulda showed you things, taught you how to explore
My question is, what are you too young for?
I coulda shown you things that you never seen before
Took you all around on my wild world tour
But youre too young, too young to have fun
.. oh well, Im done

"im the dopest female.."
"im the dopest female that youve heard thus far.."
..
"im the dopest female that youve heard thus far.."

[mc lyte]
It may sound nasty and it may sound mean
But Im into little boys that are about seventeen
I dont know why, but they put up a fight
And hot damn that excites the mc lyte
Cause yo I love a young buck, that give a firm {fuck}
But once in a while, they become lovestruck
But thats okay though, cause I can handle them
I love young boys on the brink, of being young men
I mold em, shape em, make em then I break em in
They get the job done, I make em get the job done
Well, swell, make em kiss and tell
All of their friends around the neighborhood
That lyte is good, soul fo

I play practical jokes, just to get a laugh (ha hah)
I put roaches in my neighbor's bubblebath
But anyway one day she called upon me
She said,

Yo who is it?
Yo lyte it's epic, you got time to chill?
Nah umm, sorry I ain't got no time to chill
But I got umm..

Skins, skins, every now and then
I meet a peter with a pecker that tries to be in
Because my tongue is the mind of a readywriter


Like chuck d said, I'm a rhyme fighter
No there is no other, because I'm smooth like butter
Or should I say parkay, butter - parkay
Butter - parkay, f**k it anyway
Yo, you get the rhythm (what the rhythm? ) that I'm promotin
And if not, I say it in slow motion
L.... y.... yeah.... t.... e....
Uhh! ("there it is")

Is it a crime - because it's my time to bust a rhyme
A dope line to make the crowd behind me climb
and then twine to a tune that Milk produced
to make the party people get loose
on the dancefloor, so don't try to hide
Cause I designed the rhyme that make your back-bone slide
to the music, cause it's uplifting
Some may try, but they can't get with this
But it's nothing for y'all to compete with
It's just some smooth shit that's legit
to make you get up when you're at a party
and move.. your.. sexy.. body
Up, down, side to side, around
Come one, come all, come see what we found
A way for y'all to work out y'all frustrations
and groove with the band.. K-Rock's the Man

Now hurry hurry, step right up
to my sideshow, and watch how my rhymes flow
I let my galant talent illuminate
So give three cheers for, K-Rock the Great
Don't debate, the votes are castin
This is one race that I could never come last in
Boy you know that the K don't play
You can't step to me, don't sleep on a DJ
K-Rock, because blockheads I knock
and rock the sock into a state of shock
That's how it's supposed to be
and that goes for those who step close to me
So when you see me, show respect
Cause I met get upset and cold strip and snap the necks
of all of those who don't understand
that K-Rock.. K-Rock's the Man

Hook:

Have you ever, ever in long living life
Seen a woman rock the mic
Like the one called the lyte
(repeat)

As I zoom with the z down the avenue
Who it be, me less the crew
Why you talkin that whoopied doo whoo
I'm makin moves, that's smoother than
The cream or the sweat from a wet dream
Drippin wit vaseline
My mabeline left a ring on the scene
I got mad peeps down with the tag team
Listen you couldn't front it you want to
Trying to escape now I'm the one that you're running to
Looking at my tag it's about that time
For you to get yours, for me to get mine
I got our shit poppin wheelies like a ninja
The inner of my center, keeps you warm in the winter
My placenta is on high overload, my complete context
Can get so complex, I might explode
On the scene, like a nuclear bomb
While the children scream, I'll yellin ring the alarm

Hook

This is going out to all the ruffnecks
And hood rats, jermaine hit me off with the track
Yo brat if you're wit me holla let me know where you're at
I be the stage wrecker, rhyme


Mafessa, feel the pressure, coming
Straight off elektra, the shit that be
Kicking is off the wall crazy
You can't see, what I can see cause you're
Blind baby, born a slave die a slave
Representing from the cradle to the grave
Cause we living in the last day, coming through your tv in 3-d
It's the lyte representing for the female species
Letting em know that they can't even

Hook

What do we have here, an impostor
Perpetrator, fake playre trying to get on the roster
I keep trying to warn em and drop it all on em
Rap my collapse, when they attack
And drop the bomb on em, blown to dust
Either roll with us, or get rushed in, in God we trust
Cause it's a must, that I kick it like I hear it
Speak it like I see it
It's the spirit, I ain't go to see it to believe it
I take the form of the rain in a storm
As I get warm, like the rays of the sun
Here I come, like a hurricane, ready to
Be reborn, let me be the first to welcome
You to the terrordome, the unknown zone
A million miles away from home
The clock is ticking, time is up, before the world destructs
Or the universe erupt
I'ma be the one to lights this motherf**ker up

Hook

Hook:
Every day I need my shit done in a special way everyday

Off the top see me and want to serve
Just thinkin about what they need
Ain't that some nerve, now look here 24 hours and
7 whole days, I demand my respect
I demand my praise, everyday that I wake
I gotta have everything done with no mistakes
I take it incredibly slow don't try to rush me
No means no, I never said a no that meant yes
Other women get taken for granted
I guess I got a wish list that must be fulfilled
And you gets none until I get my toes sucked
And my eyebrows pluked
I need my car waxed and floor shellac
I need my back rubbed and da bubbled in the tub
That float to the bed so that we can make love

Hook:
Every day I need my shit done in a special way everyday
Every day I need my shit done in a special way everyday

It ain't to ask for when
I come off tour to have my truck washed
Or my body massaged, all the bills paid I send home
All my dough and you being my man it just ain't for show
All the lovey dovey yeah that is sweet
But honey bunny yeah gotta earn your keep

But don't sleep cause I need a lot done


And cold harded yeah check out whatever is clever
And get to stepping if you know somthing better
If not then respect whatcha got
Meanwhile I got a new tide at the lot
Pick it up and bring it back to the spot
This is how we do it this is how we do it everyday
I need it done in a special way baby, tell them how it goes

Hook:
Every day I need my shit done in a special way everyday
Every day I need my shit done in a special way everyday

On the real I need an man that understands me and
Realizes the reality. I'm in the m.c. industry which
Means I want to live lovely I gotta make money
Listen so never ask me to give it less then what I got
If it's too hot then raise up out my spot
If it's my trade I made up the black ace of spade
Alone in the world it's me ya can't fade
It's my life, I do it my way
You don't like my way, hit the highway
See I'm special not because I'm mc lyte, but because
I'm a women with the gift to bear life, it's done
Yes I've rested my case now run pick up my dermalogica
For my face this is how it goes down everyday
I need it done in a special way baby

Hook:
Every day I need my shit done in a special way everyday
Every day I need my shit done in a special way everyday

Intro:

To the L, to the Y and the T to the E
So get ready cause I want everybody to say this with me
Rock the house, rock the house, rock the house

Chorus:

Now I cold rock a party in a b-girl stance
I rock on the floor make the fellas wanna dance
I be the shit and it's all good and if you understood

Verse One:

Would you stop scheming and trying to look hard
I get my bodyguard, You get that booty scarred, I'm a veteran
which means that I've been in the game too long
Since the days of Paper Thin way back when I've been putting it
down ask your homies who's the baddest bitch on this side of
the M I C, I go for broke, Never giving it less than the best
Lots of years in the game at your request, You like the rhyme
Bite if you dare, I get the paper so I don't care, Fly that's me
The epitomy of what a real MC is supposed to be, Fucking you up
everytime that I drop, Fuck a bullet baby, I done took your spot
I guide the best and I ride it well and if you take a look
it ain't hard to tell that I

Chorus (repeat)

Back off me and let my skin breathe, Lyte is everlasting
it's hard to believe I shall prevail cause I'm next to none
Cause I'm claiming no set, Don't plan to get down
Just Brooklyn is where I'm from but I'm resting in Studio City
for the fun, if you don't understand just say you don't (nah!)
and don't wait for me to explain cause I won't
You see it's in my nature to be the best, West to East
See East to West, ready or not I have arrived and I'm live
Showing an MC how to survive. Cause it's crazy how I
get you captured with my tactics, I got many witnesses
that can back this ruffnecks from New York to LA
Been down with me since Poor George
It's '96 -- it's all about show and prove and I'm about to
make the ill type moves, I guide the best and ride it well
and if you take a look it ain't hard to tell that I

Chorus (repeat)

Get out my shit, Please let me be, I don't see why -- you KGB
Why you gotta be all up on me like that, Trying to get over
like a fat rat, but I understand -- I'm a woman in the land of hip-hop
And the shit don't stop, it goes on, on, on, on
You see the shit don't stop till the break of dawn
And now who makes it liver than a hip-hop, scuba diver, chillin with
a pina colada, kidada hooked me up with Tommy now I gotta
lot of gear from everywhere that I'd like to share (yeah right!)
But I'd rather do Kani, Don't ask why! 5001, my son gets shit done
All on the catwalk, What they've ever done for you
You betta get down with your real crew, Cause I ride the beat
and I ride it well and if you take a look it ain't hard to tell that I

Chorus (repeat)

To the L, to the Y, and the T, to the E
Rock the house and rock the house

Yeah! Uh! Uh yeah! Wooh!
Smooth, better than I've ever seen him
As I flip the Vibe Book
He's on the front page
Never Looking his age
He's all that and I'm all in
So let the games begin
Now I'ma give ya something
So you could get in to it
I got the side view so
I could watch it
You've been on my mind
But your're so hard to find
Hollywood's got a hold on
That behind
I ain't ashamed to play the game
Listen here I won't say no names
Put your ass out
Make your woman put your ass out
If you Knew that I was talking to you
You would pass out cause
I gave you bo type of indication and
If I did I was probably on the some medication
I got the hots for you
Daddy and I just begun
Lets do this- one on one
Chorus:
One (8X)
I wanna play that game
One (8X)
Just you and me baby one on one
Half way acroos the world
I seen you at my show
wit your girl
Back in italy but you
Are still into me
Causeif you are-
I'm here to let ya know
You don't have to be a superstar
For me and you to go far
Now I ain't never lied
You got the body of an angel
Bango, bango
Watch the bojangle from every angle
I'm clocking you honey
We could sign a prenup
I got my own money
I just wanna get to know you
A little better in the lyte
After dark
on the DL
whatever
I wanna feel your muscle flex off your backbone
I got the jones and I can't leave you alone
I wanna rub your deltoid down to your bi-cep
Better late than never
And I'm sorry I slept but now I'm
Well awake and I'm ready for the fun
Let's do this- one on one
Chorus
Damn- the only brother make me look twice
Believe that baby
I wanna sacrifice
I'm on it- you couldn't shake me off
If you tried
No sleeping on the job and
I'm wide-eyed
I like the video you got out
The song is butter
Try to keep a clean head and my mind
Out the gutter
But it's hard- you bring out the best and the worst
If you way back when I
Would've let you hit it first
Love, its like water on the brain
Only you can tame this run away train
Last time I seen ya- geam in your eye
You was looking fly with your girl
By your side
Shit, I ain't trying take her place
I just wanna have your face
All up in my space
I got the hots for ya and I just begun
You and me baby- one on one
Chorus
Ha! Yeah!
Just you baby and me
One on one

Libra, Cancer Gemini, Pisces, what's your zodiac sign.
Aries Aquarius, Taurus, Sagitarius, Leo, Virgo,
Capricorn, Scorpio, when were you born, What's your sign.

One zero the month of the year,
I'm not a hero but I come when in despair.
I float like the wind, the mighty air sign,
When I use my mind its not hard to find
Those who would not like to see me fly
Rather step on my wings and watch me die.
But that can never be I use my skills,
Postitive, negative energy male and female
Emotions within me Leo, Aquarius compatibility,
Also Gemini but I got four eyes for one set of twins
I look deep within.
Often distracted by pretty little things
Like the wings of an angel or the song they may sing.
Argumentative but I hate confrontation.
Ruled by Venus and starked with hesitation,
Procrastincator, never an instigator.
You wanna riff homie I'll see you later.
Sapphire, My type of jewel,
I turn on one who thinls he knows me too well.
Like the water barrier with the million dollar smile,
Flowing like the Nile or the waters from the Panama canal.
Pisces a fabulous catch
They remain detached
Yet to find a match.
Don't lose your breath waiting to exhale, I shall prevail,
Weighing souls on the scale,
Follow me as we take this trip through astrology.
The galaxy from Pluto to Mercury.
What ya gonna do when the planets line up,
Your time is up and your city blows up.
Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I fear none
I'm at one with the sun till I'm done.
Astrologically speaking on the track
Dropping solar facts about the zodiac.
The sun and the mooon and the stars,
Make up the universe Earth is not far from the planet Mars.
Virgo the virgin running from the twins,
Stung by the Scorpio running through the Lions den.
Ram with legs of a crab,
With the half man half horse waiting in the past,
Of course if you check the math its all symbolical.
Horoscopes are purely logic.

Libra, Cancer Gemini, Pisces, what's your zodiac sign.
Aries Aquarius, Taurus, Sagitarius, Leo, Virgo,
Capricorn, Scorpio, when were you born, What's your sign.

Got a new gig, here you come again kid
fresh out the dog, done did your bid
but you can't stay here no more
Not in this crib
Not with the foul way that you used to live
I remember you would take long trips on the first of the month
not giving a f**k about what I want
Break -- uhh! Breathe lyte! Breathe!
The day that you left I spent mad dough trying to get shit fixed
cause of your f**king death wish
Broken glass everywhere, cause a motherf**ka like you just didn't care
Got my shit shot up, had to buy a new body for my Benz, cause of your wild ass friends
Years ago when you started on the scene, back and forth smuggling shit from Caribbean
It was you and your boy Dunn, making them suicide runs
But it was all in fun till Dunn tried to run with half of your cut
Now your boss is looking at you saying "What the f**k is up?"
What's up? But you say, "F**k him" you could start your own ring and things
Besides you get a lot of peeps to swing
Now you got eight men working 7 days a week
2 be the runners, 5 on the street
1 be the side kick,, the right hand, you know the one that ride shotgun thinking he the man
They'd kill to be where you are, oh yeah! The druglord superstar
You got a new crib, new truck, new car
trying to fit in, throwing parties for them big type rap stars
But on the other side of town, shit is getting hot, your man got shot
and they blew up your tree spot, on 125th and St. Nick, shit is getting thick
Your boy got caught in St. Martin with a brick, now he's exile
You down to 6 motherf**kas and 3 of them motherf**kas is nothing but suckas
I got feds at my door wanna know do I know a black
now I ain't never called ya no shit like that, I'm fed up
I can't take it no more, you see I'm blazing at the next nigga knocking at my door
I heard you're on the run now, D is in the penile
ratted your ass out and gave that what, when and how
They'd all kill to be where you are, the druglord superstar
They found a boy in the sand, it was Poppi your man with his eyes dug out and you must
be soft
Heard they shot up your car and ransacked your loft, now you need a get away
a place to hide, cause your man done snitched on the inside
You was on the run like a slave aback in the days, you must have been nodding when
they said
"Crime don't pay"
I got a new gig, here you come again kid, fresh out the dog
done did your bid but you can't stay here no more, not in this crib
not with the foul way that you choose to live
Motherf**ka -- you know what/
Just, just take your shit all right! Just take it!
Cause I'm sick of this shit - I can't take it no more
just take it, I don't know who the f**k you think you are
Thinking you could just come back here and try to enter my life -- like I need you
I don?t -- I'm thru with you motherf**ka
Just get out! You put me thru too much heartache
too much shit
I had to go thru -- I can't do it no more

featuring Missy 'Misdemeanor' Elliott



[Missy]

Hahaha introducing MC Lyte



[MC Lyte]

I think I need a sound check

Hit me with a sound check

Yea now what about that dope stuff

Alright now gimme an 8 0 (8 0 8 0 8 0)



[Missy]

Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh

Yo 1 2

Uh MC Lyte (yea)

You don't know (yea)

Ficky ficky oh you don't know



[MC Lyte Verse One]

On the regular they guessin' how the Lyte get down

Nevermind that, nigga you better watch your mouth

Keep snoopin' and you bound to hit a brick

Get out the crack of my ass all up in my shiznit

To you nosey Nikki's and you Peepin' Tom's

So, you know I'm about to drop the Brooklyn Bomb

7 and 7 is 14 , 1 and 4 is 5

But none of that matters if your ass ain't alive

You could care less about the records I se;;

You just want to know I tried but I fell

But even on your best day and on my worst

I'll still be first, without the need to rehearse



[Missy Elliott singing - CHORUS]

Why you up in my business?

Find somethin' better to do

Why you talkin' about me?

I ain't say shit 창??bout you

Forgive me for my attitude

But I got something to say

y'all better not fuck with me

'cause I'm had a bad day



[MC Lyte - Verse Two]

y'all must really think I'm the host of the freakshow

Got me taggin' piranhas I don't even know

Got me swimmin' in waters, gettin' caught in fishnet

Got me hooked up wit' folks I ain't never even met

Now y'all so busy tryin' to market this

I guess yo stupid ass forgot who started this

But I'm about to ransack you make your memory

Come back to you, let all my true niggas jack you

Talkin' bou the Lyte like you gettin' paid for it

Better wish for your own and get out my business

Besides I'm too quick and pigeons oughta know

By the time you get the info, it was two years ago

Aside from that I'm too swift to catch

Don't pay to chase the joint, you can't light the match

And everybody knows I'm too quick to flip the latch

It ain't many that can even say they been attached



[Repeat CHORUS]



[Missy rapping - Verse Three]

I heard a lotta y'all runnin' runnin' 창??round

Ain't none of y'all this supa dupa fly

Supa Dupa as I

Fly, fly across the sky

Cut you like pie

Me and, me and MC Lyte

'cause you wack

Straight from the jump, yea you wack

Better get back

I can't I can't fuck wit' that

I ain't sayin' jack

I'ma just smack you 창??cross your face so deep that you'll never talk back



[Repeat CHORUS]



[Missy talking - Verse Four]

Why you up in my business

Find something better to do

Why you talkin' 창??bout me

I ain't said shit about you (uh)

Forgive me for my attitude

But I got something to say

y'all better not fuck with me

'cause I had a bad day

Ficky-ficky check me out

Uh uh, uh (repeats through chorus)

Make it last long, uha, uh

Here's a situation, skip the talk
Let me know dog if you bite or bark
What it is soldier, you ready to march
Can you make me shoot, or you just soft
Cause I got no time for the games
Just keep my spine full of pain
Hit the boost and hit turbo
In this sexual inferno
Keep my lovin', drippin' drains
Or love highway, switchin' lanes
Show me different thangs with the whip and chains
Hit you with this grippin' pain
Can you handle that, are you alright
Test me out, is it alright
Come on baby, you ain't finished
You servin' time, I ain't talkin' minutes

Make it hot for me, I'm Lyte if you comin' strong
Give me what I want tonight, make it last long

Certified misses, I'm misses
Only get my time if it's
Somethin' that stay somethin'
All night, until brunch and
Hit it right, manouvre me
Take your big knot, ? me
Pull my hair back, who the ruler be
Lovin' you so tight, no room for three
Tell me you want me
My love keep you horny
I know's my mother on me
Stay away from the masculine
Thing that keep me needing asperin
Got me gaspin' in for air, pashin' and
Sheets satin and mixed with silk
Here's my love, mixed with milk

Make it hot for me, I'm Lyte if you comin' strong
Give me what I want tonight, make it last long
Make it hot for me, I'm Lyte if you comin' strong
Give me what I want tonight, make it last long
What does it feel like

Check me out, feminine engine
Brooklyn girl, read the emblem
Him, them, and that's hangin'
Ten, it's nine-eight and then
Till it's hot and you got me bent
On top of my thing, you win
Came nine times, going for the tenth
Think you could hang if you attempt
With energy, when you enter me, hold on
Goin' for a ride, hope you don't fold on
Me, when we in the midst
Of battlin' with my slip
No babblin', close your lips
Get close to it, nothing close to this
Feelin' what I feel when I'm next to you
I stretch for you, please stretch me too
Night got me right as we take the flight
Through the clouds of love, highest heights
My thing's tighter than a Jew's pockets
Think you used to it, go head, rock it

Make it hot for me, I'm Lyte if you comin' strong
Give me what I want tonight, make it last long
Make it hot for me, I'm Lyte if you comin' strong
Give me what I want tonight, make it last long

Make it hot for me, I'm Lyte if you comin' strong
Give me what I want tonight, make it last long
Make it hot for me, I'm Lyte if you comin' strong
Give me what I want tonight, make it last long

Make it hot for me, I'm Lyte if you comin' strong
Make it hot for me, I'm Lyte if you comin' strong

It`s All Yours
Our love is old school like Mary Jane`s
Bostin big beans and candy cane`s
Exchange you look on a number two train
Run catch kiss sunshine or rain
Jackson 5 good times with Jefferson`s
Yeah Baby you know I liked it better when
You lived closer but then you moved
But that couldn`t stop our groove
My magic man my Brooklyn boy I wonder
I rub your shoulders and impress that you was under
Late night rides out to sunrise
Catch a flick or two and went back to bedside
You in the bubble goose me in the sheep skin
Cold as hell back then it wasn`t mattering
Long as we`re hand in hand your my man I`m your girl
Ready to conquer the world

This is for all the years you`ve been
My companion as well as my best friend
So tonight Baby I`m giving you what you want
It`s all yours

Our love is like a Romeo and Juliette flick
So surreal but yet picturesque
There were problems I can admit
But we handled it and still the candles lit
So glad that we didn't just jet
Cause now we reaping the benefits
Who would have thought?
The cute little boy from down the street
Would fall in love with me
It`s like a number one dream come true
To have somebody you love love you
And that`s all that matters
Is that we grow together make sure we never shatter
You`re the reason I live
Because I want you to get all that I got to give
Long as we`re hand in hand your my man I`m your girl
Ready to conquer the world

This is for all the years you`ve been
My companion as well as my best friend
So tonight Baby I`m giving you what you want
It`s all yours

Our love is mystical like galaxies you can`t touch
Around the world and back again I love you that much
Our love is destiny like Bonnie and Clyde
We`ll die bolded side by side
Throughout the day I remain truthful
I keep it tight for you sexy and useful
I told my mom when our days are through
If you have to go first bury me next to you
What I feel is unexplainable, `I love you`
Just ain`t enough to say to you
You`ve been there from the beginning to the end
My companion as well as my best friend
You got my heart now, here`s my life
Yes I`m ready to be your wife
From here one know that your the one
Everything you want it has to be done

This is for all the years you`ve been
My companion as well as my best friend
So tonight Baby I`m giving you what you want
It`s all yours

[Intro]



[Chorus]

I can't make a mistake
Missing the dancefloor shake
I gotta get to the floor, I gotta get to the floor
(2x)

[MC Lyte]

Romancing in the dark, I spark the light
It's alright tonight, I gotta get the mic
As I scope the crowd, I spot red eyes
grippin' them Heinekens, they don't know where they been
Baby got back see, rollin' like ten deep
But you look for good luck, swing in the Expo G
I mean no harm, but that lucky charm
You need to ditch it quick, get with the Brooklyn bomb
I be, we be, bumpin' the spot G
Wherever we be, we hit correctly
It's been so long, we gotta get it on
To this song, my song, now sing along come on

[Chorus]

[MC Lyte]

Come here, let's rap a taste a little
Floor's too high, not to jiggle in the middle of tender vittle
Cell phone, on roam, Syl Rhone, come home we double chrome
But I can't make a mistake, hmmm
Leave the dance floor now (uhn uhn, no no)
I'm on to somethin', he bubblin' the sugar baby
Shoulda, woulda, coulda, that ain't me baby
When I step into my Mizrahi frame
I change the game, it'll never look the same
Obstruct it, abstract it, my tactic, fantastic
It's been so long, we gotta get it on
To this song, my song, now sing along come on
I can't make a mistake, I can't make a mistake

[Chorus]

[MC Lyte]

Yeah...here he come, lookin' like he 21
Knowing damn well, he too could get done
But he got a partner, and that ain't too hard to fix
Once I slide up in the mix
Juggin' it baby, from right to left
Jigged out, gotta pick ya out from what's left
It's no mystery, the way ya humpin' and bumpin'
I what you comin' home with me?
I'm-gon'-get-some-satisfaction
The way you comin' at me with the action
You betta know it, when ya dealing with the poet
Whatever ? you got, you betta show it
It's been so long, we gotta get it on
To this song, my song, now sing along come on
I can't make a mistake, I can't make a mistake

[Chorus]

intro (Inaya)
Mmmm, mmmm
Oh oh, oh oh
Mmmm yeah, oh yeah
Mmmm, oh oh

chorus (Inaya Day)
There's a party goin' on in my hotel room
And you're invited, all you got to do is show up x2

(verse 1)
Now we done left the venue 'coz the show was done
Before we hit the hotel, make a quick run
To get the Martel to add to the fun, meet me at suite room 151
BYOB, we about to kick it off
Remember that party last year in the loft?
This'll be better 'coz we bigger now
Got mo' figures now, fit in mo' niggas now
I got about 30 of the finest
Ready to get flirty and down right do-dirty
We got twister the dots mean a lot
When you flip the dial end up with a face in your twot
Stop yappin' at the DJ, that ain't right
'Coz tonight this here DJ, he gon' save my life... (woah, woah)

(chorus)

(verse 2)
Now the people are comin', and the party is jumpin'...
... and T is on the beat box
And after this song he'll rock the locks
Hotel security ain't troublin' us none
They partyin' with us, no badge and no gun
Grown folks in the livin' room showin' out
And they ain't leavin' till we kick 'em all out
Strip poker, truth or dare
I swear it's about to get sticky up in here
Back back and forth and forth
>From New York to L.A and back to New York
Of course while I'm in town it's gotta be nice
On the North-East corner they're flippin' the dice
Now the bubbly's poppin' all over the suite
Swig on this and kick up your feet
Ain't no party like an MC Lyte party 'coz an MC Lyte party don't stop, pops
And this here's better than when the ball drops

(chorus)

(verse 3)
Now here's the E-low, Jackie and Mark
Done hit the back room to jump start the sparks
It's gettin' all hot, now they pumpin' Beenie Man
Scream for the cream, but holler when you see me man
You know like I know, the party don't end till I say when
Now the grub is runnin' out better get it while you can
Pick is gettin' low better find you a man
Slow jam hit and you sittin' all alone
Ain't nobody gonna take you're borin' ass home
It wouldn't be fair for me to not tell you
I'm the hostess of the year, keep it in the clear
Yo, the party's over here, nope, the party's right here
Be careful not to wear and tear the derrier
Now ain't that supmthin', humpin' and a bumpin'
My motto is never let 'em see you comin'
A party like this can't be compared
That's why it only goes down once a year...
... and we in here, yeah yeah yeah..

(chorus) x2

(Inaya Day)
There's a party goin' on in my hotel room
You know you gotta do, what you gotta do
What you gotta do, what you gotta do...
Show up baby, show up baby...

(chorus) (G. Salah)
Let's break it down...
Let's break it down...
Let's break it down...
Let's break it down, break it down x2

verse 1 (India)
Now it's India, India, I get into ya, styles I got plenty 'a
I'm bout it bout it, you know my ones stay crowded
F**k around and doubt it, and get that ass louded
The future me, 2003, ultra magnetic, this MC... (MCs, MCs, MCs freeze)
I'm not afraid of you niggas, I'm ready for the masses
I keep it tight like spandex do asses
Palmer's cocoa butter for the ashes, while Chanel laces up my lashes
Uh oh no, stop! It don't get hot because I locked it
Got it, give me 6 million like you gave Tupac it
Hot forever 'coz that's how I plotted

(chorus)

verse 2 (G. Salah)
I'm that R rated nigga from the films with mistique
With taste from the hamptoms but still street
Don't sleep I reach the ghetto to elite
Blessed with the vocals gifted with the feet
Pretty nigga, pearly white teethe
I can't for now 'coz my mind says from Asia
I'm unreachable, f**k a portable and pager
Made nigga, no time for posin', leavin' niggas like Moses
Front and get swollen The black italian G. Salah the chosen
I beat you down with love get you stuck frozen
'Coz I talk shit like caches, and I backs it
Can you match this my magic
Catcy like habits, digest and swallow
The G. Salah tablet baby, wah you beautiful

(chorus)

verse 3 (MC Lyte)
I resonate like 808s but with a ill tone
Lyte the oddesy, full blown
>From Cali to Medina, the head turner, Tina
Belle Venezuela, rockin' Argentina
Hot like heaters, swift like cheeters
>From where I stand grass remains greener
(Let me tell you 'bout a girl, maybe I shouldn't
I met her in Brooklyn, and her shit is always cookin')
See I be flowin' yes constantly
That's why the cabbage that I stack is deep winter green
And the way that I be hittin', unlike any other sister, I get into your
system, man I make you listen
I give, give back 10 fold, Lana on the ill trio
India, Gio, we know it's broke down so let's blow

(chorus till fade...)

Loving you madly will be forever.
I see the ocean in your eyes when we're together.
There are no boundaries. There are no limits.
My heart has been embraced now that you're in it.

Hold me closer to your dreams.
Closer to your fears. Close to hear your laughter.
Hold me when you're close to tears.

Time passes by, seconds into minutes.
Every field and flower fades but love is infinite.
There are no boundaries. There are no limits.
My heart's a bigger place now that you're in it.

Hold me closer to your dreams.
Closer to your fears. Close to hear your laughter.
Hold me when you're close to tears.
I wanna be the one you tell your secrets to.
All I want is to be closer. Closer to you.

How tight can you hold me?
How long can we stay awake?
How hard can we laugh?
How much love can we make?

Hold me close to your dreams.
Closer to your fears. Close to hear your laughter.
Hold me when you're close to tears.
I wanna be the one you tell your secrets to.
All I want is to be closer. Closer to you.

(Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn...)

[ VERSE 1 ]
I got the intro along with the cash flow
Make all the bad boys seem like nymphos
Yeah, I'm hard, I get sexy like Veronica
I use sex as an instrument like the philharmonica
No, I ain't tall, but I'm small and I'm slender
Ask him who's been in, shit is like tender
If he didn't like it, then return to sender
He didn't do that, it's too fat, he remembers
Never ever have I ever said I was good lookin
Just one bad-ass bitch from Brooklyn
Not here to steal your loot, your coat, your rocks
Makin niggas drop whenever we hit the block
They hear 'Brooklyn', and we up to no good
Well, here we come, so there goes your neighborhood
Timbos scuffed up, sess bein puffed up
Mess with the wrong one, kid, you get ruffed up

Peace to my people in
(Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn...)
(You know the place)

[ VERSE 2 ]
I got the rhythm that'll rip up shows
Blow down foes, they kill at will to get a taste of my flow
Vocally I rock locally and worldwide
Those that got bad wish they woulda never tried
Cause when you come from where I come from
You gotta be tough
Cause niggas'll call your bluff quick enough
Cause if your hood is like my hood, you gotta think quick
Shit stink, niggas are slick, have you turnin tricks
I gotta give it up to Mr. Cool J
For givin up the props to the girls around the way
It ain't safe after dark to throw a jam in the park
If you wanna get naughty, bring your forty to the arc
Cause we get down when it comes to a jam
Just watch your backpocket, keep a eye on the man
If your town is like my town, you don't wanna mess around
Wind up gettin bagged up, beat down

Peace to my people in
(Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn...)
(You know the place)

[ VERSE 3 ]
Everyhwere that I step they know my rep
Cause I'm sayin and doin ill shit they won't forget
Breakin down doors, although I never break laws
Come to a town that's yours, and I be rippin the whole tour
Comin hard for your section, slow up
Live in the flesh and about to blow up
So yo, come down, and then get the f**k up
Looks are hooked, you lucked up, you're booked
You gotta be hard, cause I ain't with softies
Hit, then you miss, gotta get offa this
So come with your game, cause you can't be lame
As soon as you walk, I'm forgettin your name
As long as you know all that enter are equal
Straight from the Lyte I send peace to my people

(Yeah)
Peace to my people
(Yeah)
Peace to my people

Peace to my people on the east coast
Peace to my people on the west
Peace to the people up north
Peace to the people down south
Peace to the people in Brooklyn
Peace to the people in the Bronx
Peace to my people in Compton
Peace to my people goin uptown
Peace to my people in Detroit
Peace to my people in Houston
Peace to my people in Philly
Peace to my people in Boston
Peace to my people in Jersey
Peace to my people in Georgia
Peace to my people in Philly
Peace to my people in Richmond
Peace to my people in Cali
Peace to my people in Queens
Peace to my people goin uptown
Peace to my people in the islands
Peace to my people on the beach
Peace to my people in Miami
Peace to my people
I send peace to my people

(You know the place)

(Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn...)

(chorus)(x3)
Gotta what yo
Gotta get a ruffneck

(verse one)
I need a ruffneck
I need a dude with attitude
Who only needs his fingers with his food
Karl Kani saggin' timbos draggin'
Frontin' in his ride with his home boys braggin'
Lying 'bout the Lyte how he knocked boots last night
But he's a ruffneck so that's alright
Triple o baldie under the hood
Makin' noise with the boys up to no good
C-low on the down low cops come around so ruffneck front like he gotta go
Evil grin with a mouth full of gold teeth
Startin' beef is how he spells relief
Actin' like he don't care
When all I gotta do is beep him 911 and he'll be there
Right by my side with his ruffneck tactics
Ruffneck attitude,the ruffneck bastard

(chorus) (x6)

(verse two)
I need a ruffneck
I need a man that's quick and swift
To put out the spliff and get stiff
Boxer shorts and everything is fitting large
But he don't gotta be large to be in charge
Pumpin' in and out and out and in and here we go
He knows exactly how I want my flow and that's slow
Never questioning can he get buck wild
He's got smack it,lick it,swallow it up style
Drinkin' a beer ,sittin' his chair
Hands in his pants fiddlin' with his dick hairs
He's a rudeboy,a raggamuf
Ready to bag another brother that he ranks ruff enough
'Cause if it ain't ruff it ain't right
And if he ain't ruff,well then he's all wrong for the Lyte
I love my ruffneck and ain't nothing going down
Or going up if my ruffneck ain't in town

(chorus) (x6)

(verse three)
I need a ruffneck
I need a man that don't stitch like a bitch
She'd tears or switch
Doin' whatever it takes to make ends meet
But never meetin' the end 'cause he knows the street
Eat sleep shit fuck,eat sleep shit
Then it's back to the streets to make a buck quick
Quick to beg even though gimme gottem here
Hit'em wit a bit a skins then he's out of there
On the avenue girls are passin' thru
Too much of ruffneck so they ain't havin' you
Hard boppin' always grabbin' his jock and braggin' about his tec
That's the rep he'll pull the plug on the tour
Pissin' in corners
Doing 80 by funeral mourners
Showing little respect
Now that's a ruffneck

(chorus) (x18)

Ain't no other, this is me and this is it
Don't got to get the crowbar to get you up off of my shit
I don't know why though, they try to compare me
Did not you know that you can't get NEAR me
So don't fuck up when identifying the voice
You know from A to Z, I'm a first choice
The Y to the T, surrounded by the L and the E
Put it together and you got Lyte the MC
Deep, deep, deeper than the vein
Of the membrane, squish it, put your ass to sleep
I got octaves, not to sing but to rap so
Give me dap, perhaps admit, that I'm all that
The shit that I write huh, surely chart climbers
Don't try to run, because your mom'll come and find ya
Getcha, gotcha, getcha gotcha getcha gotcha
Break ya break ya punk and fuck that ass in two's
It's like that anna, it's like that anna
I'm not the funny fat one they call Roseanne-ah

Step 1 to the 2 (4x)

Yeah
Rrrah

[ VERSE 1: MC Lyte ]
I'm a big shot, hot shot, gimme one shot, I wreck shop
In and out the boon docks I got the street smarts
I'm on the air like Jordan
You'll never die of boredom
You'll only hear my floor them
I'm on them, I'm in there, so prepare to live it up
I'm on the type of... that makes a... wanna give it up
So what's up with the logics?
It's the L to the E, and you hear me in the projects
And I didn't get hard yet, so dodge it
Watch me enlarge it, I'ma roadhog it
So you think you can get with me?
(It's the L to the E) Why don't you step to me?
(It's the L to the E) Why don't you step to me?
(It's the L to the E) Why don't you step to me?
(It's the L to the e) Why don't you step to me?

[ VERSE 2: Lin Que ]
I'm a big shot, hot shot, gimme one shot, I wreck shop
Pad locks, nine glocks, still I got the street smarts
Yeah, I'm on the air like Jordan
You'll never die of boredom
You'll only hear my floor them
Cause I'm on them, I'm in there, so prepare to live it up
I'm on the type of shit that make a bitch wanna give it up
So what's up with the logics?
It's the L to the Q, yo, I think you better dog that
And I didn't get hard yet, so dodge it
Watch me enlarge it, I'ma roadhog it
And you think you can get with me?
(Yo, it's the L to the Q) So come and step to me
(It's the L to the Q) So come and step to me
(It's the L to the Q) So come and step to me
(It's the L to the Q) So come and step to me

[ VERSE 3: Kink E-Z ]
I'm a big shot, I'm a hot shot, give me one shot, I wreck shop
So you wanna hang with dreadlocks? Yes, I got the street smarts
Ugh, through the air like Jordan
You'll never die of boredom
You'll only hear my floor them
Cause I'm on them, and in there, so prepare to give it up
I'm on the type of shit that make a bitch wanna give it up
So what's up with the logics?
It's the Kink E-Z, and you see me in the projects
And I didn't even get hard yet, so dodge it
Watch me enlarge it, I'ma roadhog it
So you think you wanna f**k with me?
(It's the Kink to the E) Don't step to me
(It's the Kink to the E) Don't step to me
(It's the Kink to the E) Don't step to me
(It's the Kink to the E) Don't step to me

Duke Da Moon

Hard Copy
Hard Copy
Hard Copy
It's a Hard Copy

Intro:

To the L, to the Y and the T to the E
So get ready cause I want everybody to say this with me
Rock the house, rock the house, rock the house

Chorus:

Now I cold rock a party in a b-girl stance
I rock on the floor make the fellas wanna dance
I be the shit and it's all good and if you understood

Verse One:

Would you stop scheming and trying to look hard
I get my bodyguard, You get that booty scarred, I'm a veteran
which means that I've been in the game too long
Since the days of Paper Thin way back when I've been putting it
down ask your homies who's the baddest bitch on this side of
the M I C, I go for broke, Never giving it less than the best
Lots of years in the game at your request, You like the rhyme
Bite if you dare, I get the paper so I don't care, Fly that's me
The epitomy of what a real MC is supposed to be, Fucking you up
everytime that I drop, Fuck a bullet baby, I done took your spot
I guide the best and I ride it well and if you take a look
it ain't hard to tell that I

Chorus (repeat)

Back off me and let my skin breathe, Lyte is everlasting
it's hard to believe I shall prevail cause I'm next to none
Cause I'm claiming no set, Don't plan to get down
Just Brooklyn is where I'm from but I'm resting in Studio City
for the fun, if you don't understand just say you don't (nah!)
and don't wait for me to explain cause I won't
You see it's in my nature to be the best, West to East
See East to West, ready or not I have arrived and I'm live
Showing an MC how to survive. Cause it's crazy how I
get you captured with my tactics, I got many witnesses
that can back this ruffnecks from New York to LA
Been down with me since Poor George
It's '96 -- it's all about show and prove and I'm about to
make the ill type moves, I guide the best and ride it well
and if you take a look it ain't hard to tell that I

Chorus (repeat)

Get out my shit, Please let me be, I don't see why -- you KGB
Why you gotta be all up on me like that, Trying to get over
like a fat rat, but I understand -- I'm a woman in the land of hip-hop
And the shit don't stop, it goes on, on, on, on
You see the shit don't stop till the break of dawn
And now who makes it liver than a hip-hop, scuba diver, chillin with
a pina colada, kidada hooked me up with Tommy now I gotta
lot of gear from everywhere that I'd like to share (yeah right!)
But I'd rather do Kani, Don't ask why! 5001, my son gets shit done
All on the catwalk, What they've ever done for you
You betta get down with your real crew, Cause I ride the beat
and I ride it well and if you take a look it ain't hard to tell that I

Chorus (repeat)

To the L, to the Y, and the T, to the E
Rock the house and rock the house

Intro:

To the L, to the Y and the T to the E
So get ready cause I want everybody to say this with me
Rock the house, rock the house, rock the house

Chorus:

Now I cold rock a party in a b-girl stance
I rock on the floor make the fellas wanna dance
I be the shit and it's all good and if you understood

Verse One:

Would you stop scheming and trying to look hard
I get my bodyguard, You get that booty scarred, I'm a veteran
which means that I've been in the game too long
Since the days of Paper Thin way back when I've been putting it
down ask your homies who's the baddest bitch on this side of
the M I C, I go for broke, Never giving it less than the best
Lots of years in the game at your request, You like the rhyme
Bite if you dare, I get the paper so I don't care, Fly that's me
The epitomy of what a real MC is supposed to be, Fucking you up
everytime that I drop, Fuck a bullet baby, I done took your spot
I guide the best and I ride it well and if you take a look
it ain't hard to tell that I

Chorus (repeat)

Back off me and let my skin breathe, Lyte is everlasting
it's hard to believe I shall prevail cause I'm next to none
Cause I'm claiming no set, Don't plan to get down
Just Brooklyn is where I'm from but I'm resting in Studio City
for the fun, if you don't understand just say you don't (nah!)
and don't wait for me to explain cause I won't
You see it's in my nature to be the best, West to East
See East to West, ready or not I have arrived and I'm live
Showing an MC how to survive. Cause it's crazy how I
get you captured with my tactics, I got many witnesses
that can back this ruffnecks from New York to LA
Been down with me since Poor George
It's '96 -- it's all about show and prove and I'm about to
make the ill type moves, I guide the best and ride it well
and if you take a look it ain't hard to tell that I

Chorus (repeat)

Get out my shit, Please let me be, I don't see why -- you KGB
Why you gotta be all up on me like that, Trying to get over
like a fat rat, but I understand -- I'm a woman in the land of hip-hop
And the shit don't stop, it goes on, on, on, on
You see the shit don't stop till the break of dawn
And now who makes it liver than a hip-hop, scuba diver, chillin with
a pina colada, kidada hooked me up with Tommy now I gotta
lot of gear from everywhere that I'd like to share (yeah right!)
But I'd rather do Kani, Don't ask why! 5001, my son gets shit done
All on the catwalk, What they've ever done for you
You betta get down with your real crew, Cause I ride the beat
and I ride it well and if you take a look it ain't hard to tell that I

Chorus (repeat)

To the L, to the Y, and the T, to the E
Rock the house and rock the house

Hook:

Have you ever, ever in long living life
Seen a woman rock the mic
Like the one called the lyte
(repeat)

As I zoom with the z down the avenue
Who it be, me less the crew
Why you talkin that whoopied doo whoo
I'm makin moves, that's smoother than
The cream or the sweat from a wet dream
Drippin wit vaseline
My mabeline left a ring on the scene
I got mad peeps down with the tag team
Listen you couldn't front it you want to
Trying to escape now I'm the one that you're running to
Looking at my tag it's about that time
For you to get yours, for me to get mine
I got our shit poppin wheelies like a ninja
The inner of my center, keeps you warm in the winter
My placenta is on high overload, my complete context
Can get so complex, I might explode
On the scene, like a nuclear bomb
While the children scream, I'll yellin ring the alarm

Hook

This is going out to all the ruffnecks
And hood rats, jermaine hit me off with the track
Yo brat if you're wit me holla let me know where you're at
I be the stage wrecker, rhyme


Mafessa, feel the pressure, coming
Straight off elektra, the shit that be
Kicking is off the wall crazy
You can't see, what I can see cause you're
Blind baby, born a slave die a slave
Representing from the cradle to the grave
Cause we living in the last day, coming through your tv in 3-d
It's the lyte representing for the female species
Letting em know that they can't even

Hook

What do we have here, an impostor
Perpetrator, fake playre trying to get on the roster
I keep trying to warn em and drop it all on em
Rap my collapse, when they attack
And drop the bomb on em, blown to dust
Either roll with us, or get rushed in, in God we trust
Cause it's a must, that I kick it like I hear it
Speak it like I see it
It's the spirit, I ain't go to see it to believe it
I take the form of the rain in a storm
As I get warm, like the rays of the sun
Here I come, like a hurricane, ready to
Be reborn, let me be the first to welcome
You to the terrordome, the unknown zone
A million miles away from home
The clock is ticking, time is up, before the world destructs
Or the universe erupt
I'ma be the one to lights this motherf**ker up

Hook

Intro:

To the L, to the Y and the T to the E
So get ready cause I want everybody to say this with me
Rock the house, rock the house, rock the house

Chorus:

Now I cold rock a party in a b-girl stance
I rock on the floor make the fellas wanna dance
I be the shit and it's all good and if you understood

Verse One:

Would you stop scheming and trying to look hard
I get my bodyguard, You get that booty scarred, I'm a veteran
which means that I've been in the game too long
Since the days of Paper Thin way back when I've been putting it
down ask your homies who's the baddest bitch on this side of
the M I C, I go for broke, Never giving it less than the best
Lots of years in the game at your request, You like the rhyme
Bite if you dare, I get the paper so I don't care, Fly that's me
The epitomy of what a real MC is supposed to be, Fucking you up
everytime that I drop, Fuck a bullet baby, I done took your spot
I guide the best and I ride it well and if you take a look
it ain't hard to tell that I

Chorus (repeat)

Back off me and let my skin breathe, Lyte is everlasting
it's hard to believe I shall prevail cause I'm next to none
Cause I'm claiming no set, Don't plan to get down
Just Brooklyn is where I'm from but I'm resting in Studio City
for the fun, if you don't understand just say you don't (nah!)
and don't wait for me to explain cause I won't
You see it's in my nature to be the best, West to East
See East to West, ready or not I have arrived and I'm live
Showing an MC how to survive. Cause it's crazy how I
get you captured with my tactics, I got many witnesses
that can back this ruffnecks from New York to LA
Been down with me since Poor George
It's '96 -- it's all about show and prove and I'm about to
make the ill type moves, I guide the best and ride it well
and if you take a look it ain't hard to tell that I

Chorus (repeat)

Get out my shit, Please let me be, I don't see why -- you KGB
Why you gotta be all up on me like that, Trying to get over
like a fat rat, but I understand -- I'm a woman in the land of hip-hop
And the shit don't stop, it goes on, on, on, on
You see the shit don't stop till the break of dawn
And now who makes it liver than a hip-hop, scuba diver, chillin with
a pina colada, kidada hooked me up with Tommy now I gotta
lot of gear from everywhere that I'd like to share (yeah right!)
But I'd rather do Kani, Don't ask why! 5001, my son gets shit done
All on the catwalk, What they've ever done for you
You betta get down with your real crew, Cause I ride the beat
and I ride it well and if you take a look it ain't hard to tell that I

Chorus (repeat)

To the L, to the Y, and the T, to the E
Rock the house and rock the house