Luyện nghe bài hát Slave 2 The Rhythm

Why is it that your watch tickin, but you still keep clockin?
And no matter how you jinx, I keep rockin
Listen, hoe, I'm the lyte one
And if you're for a fight, you found the right one
(They me lyte)
(And I'm a to the rhythm)
(Funky fresh, dressed to impress, to party)

I'm not a procrastinator, or a
But when it comes to dope on the mic, I'm the creator
I look for trouble, but somehow it finds me
But yo, I just conquer it, and leave it all me
The l-y-t-e, very
And I rock a rhyme, sometimes I leave you chokin
I'm mc lyte, live and direct
I lose a battle, cause I always come correct
In any case I win, and again
You see lyte is at the top till the end
And even though I may be short, believe, I don't take
Try your luck and we'll see who will get
I mean immediately, like fast
Don't turn back, cause this mic'll be in your ass
And don't take what I say too
I you, defeat you so quietly
Sneak up and hit you like a tornado
Cause in the rap field lyte's the a/k/a doe
The l, the y to the e
Shit, give me room and I'll an mc
Whether in a crowd, or on the sneak tip
I wax you and your watch you trip and flip
As you drop the mic, cause you have the gift
To rip a style, fast or
(Why, lyte? ) too busy it, sniffin up blow

get mad, it's just a talent I was given
What I'm sayin, I'm a slave to the

that I'm dissin, I was reminiscin
You was at my show, yo, you was on a
(Yo, what you me, lyte? ) she was ass-kissin
No show, you hoe, no work, you
(Cool, lyte, I her feelings are hurt)
Alright, I'll chill and come to my senses
But next time you diss, of the consequences
Yo, I am no joke, I'm sharp like
Try to me, yo, you're bound to catch a fire
I never lose my cool, but if I do, yo, lost
I be forced to show and prove who's the boss
Who the income and then some
I don't you for the money, I diss you for the fun

Don't get mad, it's a talent I was given
What I'm sayin, I'm a to the rhythm

It took a whole for you to try and diss me
And ha-ha-ha, bitch, you still missed me
But yo, I'm off the tip, cause that takes no creation
I'm into other things bring me accommodation
So I rap about funny things, or issues are serious
I rap a topic that leave my people curious
And other times I to put one in their place
If I diss you on wax, I will diss you to your face
Some say I'm foul, and they don't like the way I'm
But yo, ask me if I
I'm just a slave, I'm just a slave, I'm a slave
To the goddamn

(They me lyte)
(And I'm a to the rhythm)
(Funky fresh, dressed to impress, to party)
'Gangstress', make me laugh

And keep eyes on this
And keep your on this
(They me lyte)
(And I'm a to the rhythm)
(Funky fresh, dressed to impress, to party)