I'm and designin', also creatin' The dope Def Rhyme that is always being By a MC that wants to be like me No trait of
But yo, I am not one to down So I said before, just go for yours, sucker Gonna take the to drop a dope line Or maybe two, for you and your crew
So you can start shakin' and all around To the Lyte MC and the king of chill sound It's new and improved like a freshly cut Perfect timin', a gem it's shinin' Or better yet a ruby, somewhat like a jam you are forced to admire
Stop, look, Stop, look,
Wanna battle me? Now strange behavior and drive, yeah, you're probably safer 'Cause when I start, I never give You feel like a 'kick me' sign was pinned to back
Yes I'm the super-duper the roper-doper Got the clean on, yeah, I hope ya do Because I'm gonna strip you of your peace of Now piece is mine, damn, that's unkind
Come on, admit it, the is too fly The rhymes that I say you can't a hundred percent is what I give it, say what? I haunt the house with the hip-hop
I tear it, repair it like a hand-me-down you wear it Save all crocodile tears, grin and bear it And all your other brothers you're gonna share it You me, junior? 'Cause soon you'll
Be a grown man the mic in your hand And understand biting's not part of the That's wrong, I thought I taught you than that But what you get from a stabber in the back
Stop, look, Stop, look,
MC of creativity Rappin' is the Rhyme is the sport, let it be That Lyte thee MC is no shorts
In '88 I was great, but '89 is my Stop, look, and listen to the right K-rock the DJ the cuts my way Put 'em on the reel-to-reel and let play
Leg 1 and leg 2, do the jumpin' The dancin', the pumpin', up to somethin' But when it comes to the rap MC Lyte the story
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