Outside of me, you try to me Young and black, that ain't no But inside runs like an ocean You understand if I spoke in slow motion
I'm like hell to get some results But you can bet your ass it's difficult They try to keep it down I talk to a beat In words because I try to teach
But if I talk that yang-yang Like you touch this, that shit'll hit Don't we any morals anymore Or did rap take the toll out the door?
Well if it did, back to claim it I'ma it, change it, fuck it, rename it I got the plan, now let's make it You hip-hoppers, you got to be
And stop lettin' bullshit slide for rap Can't you see that it's a brainwash I rap a cha, cha, cha and I sat and You liked that shit, you rock around the clock
But when I talk of education, you fear Drugs and such, you wanna hear that First I you, now I teach you Don't you dare try to bite the hand lead you
To the pot of gold, the rainbow Lyte'll you, I know the way to go So just close eyes and just take my hand Remember MC has the master plan We can go thick, in a You ain't said slick, I'm goin' kamikaze
of me, you try to picture me Can you detect, can you see I'm Well, usually Lyte don't get But when I see wack gettin' pressed I get vexed
Turn on the video, what's mess? A to rap and I'm not impressed So leave, get out my domain You sucker, you fuckin', no name
up my airtime, with that weak whack Full of, full of bullshit So step off roach or get stepped Because my rhymes they like D-Con 4 Do you want
'Cause I floor any That wanna with me So yo, your bags, and skedaddle Just walk, you don't wanna battle
I got the that'll get rid of wack emcees It's called the Brooklynizer, have you on your knees So quit up space on the CD rack You better prepare, 'cause gives no slack
Inside of me, dwells a maniacs for the kickoff, waitin' for attack Who gives a fuck? Bring your 'Cause in the 90's, Lyte is kamikaze
Inside, no flipside Outside there's than meets the eye So now you not because you're guessin' But because I told you so, I fess
Everyone wants to rap, this a wagon? Bring your band and hop and start All you rappers, fuckin' impersonators Sayin' I'll rap now and learn how to rap
No time for that, is too short And the rappin' it cannot be bought A solo You can't be Maybe you'll look better with a
But all that you're talkin', you sayin' shit So why you you at? I think you oughta quit don't matter in the 90's Here's a warning, is goin' kamikaze