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)