Luyện nghe bài hát Slave 2 The Rhythm

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

I'm not a procrastinator, or a
But when it comes to rhymes on the mic, I'm the creator
I look for trouble, but somehow it finds me
But yo, I just conquer it, and it all behind me
The l-y-t-e, outspoken
And when I rock a rhyme, sometimes I you chokin
I'm mc lyte, live and direct
I never lose a battle, I always come correct
In any I win, again and again
You see lyte is at the top till the end
And even I may be short, believe, I don't take none
Try your luck and see who will get done
I mean immediately, like fast
Don't turn your back, cause mic'll be in your ass
And take what I say too lightly
I you, defeat you so quietly
Sneak up and hit you like a fuckin
Cause in the rap lyte's the fuckin a/k/a doe
The l, the y to the e
Shit, give me and I'll slay an mc
it's in a crowd, or on the sneak tip
I wax you and your posse watch you and flip
As you drop the mic, you don't have the gift
To rip a style, fast or
(Why, lyte? ) too hoein it, sniffin up blow

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

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

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

It a whole album for you to try and diss me
And ha-ha-ha, slum bitch, you missed me
But yo, I'm off the tip, cause that takes no creation
I'm into other that bring me accommodation
So I rap about funny things, or that are serious
Sometimes I rap a topic that leave my curious
And other times I diss to put one in place
If I diss you on wax, then I 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 a slave, I'm just a slave, I'm just a slave
To the goddamn

(They me lyte)
(And I'm a to the rhythm)
(Funky fresh, to impress, ready to party)
'Gangstress', don't me laugh

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