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+**************************************************
+Cold Rock A Party (Bad Boy Remix)[Intro: Puff Daddy & MC Lyte]
+I thought I told you that we won't stop
+I rock the party that rocks your body
+I rock the party that rocks your body (Let's go)
+Yeah, uh-huh, yeah
+Uh-huh, yeah
+Uh-huh, yeah
+The remix, haha
+
+[Chorus: MC Lyte & Puff Daddy]
+I rock the party that rocks the body (Uh-huh, yeah)
+You rock the party that rocks the body (Uh-huh, yeah)
+I rock the party that rocks the body (Uh-huh, yeah)
+You rock the party that rocks the body (Uh-huh, yeah)
+
+[Verse 1: MC Lyte]
+So what's your status?
+I be the baddest B to hit the scene
+Since the gangsta lean, I'm all ears
+So what you got to say? I hope you bubblin' it baby
+Now bubblin' it my way, let it rain
+Ain't no salt up in the game (Nah), still want you the same (Yeah)
+Ain't a thing changed, instead of knockin' boots
+We be kickin' down Gortex
+Except it ain't raw sex, roughnecks (Yeah)
+Throw your hands in the air, let me hear you say "Oh, yeah"
+Trust you me, I'll blow up shop
+About to blow the roof right off of hip-hop
+
+[Chorus: MC Lyte & Puff Daddy]
+I rock the party that rocks the body (Uh-huh, yeah)
+You rock the party that rocks the body (Uh-huh, yeah)
+I rock the party that rocks the body (Uh-huh, yeah)
+You rock the party that rocks the body (Uh-huh, yeah)
+I rock the party that rocks the body (Uh-huh, yeah)
+You rock the party that rocks the body (Uh-huh, yeah)
+I rock the party that rocks the body (Uh-huh, yeah)
+You rock the party that rocks the body (Uh-huh, yeah)
+
+[Verse 2: Missy Elliott]
+I'm the M-I-double-S-S, yo' best-best
+Bitch from V-A-A, and I be smokin' hay
+All day in the barn, damn it, darn, uh
+Puff Daddy be my pal when I hee-hee
+Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-how, I took your number one spot
+I jump, skip then I hop, I'm so hot
+So you can't forget-me-not (Woo) to the yes, yes, y'all
+I'ma take a pause
+'Cause I be "Feelin' Myself" like I was T-Boz, uh-uh
+Puff Daddy makin' cream, the L-Y-T to the E make 'em scream
+And I'ma sho' 'nuff be the boss on this team
+Show all you MC's how Missy make the green, uh-huh, uh-huh (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
+
+[Chorus: MC Lyte & Puff Daddy]
+I rock the party that rocks the body
+You rock the party that rocks the body (Uh-huh, yeah)
+I rock the party that rocks the body (Uh-huh, yeah)
+You rock the party that rocks the body (Uh-huh, yeah)
+I rock the party that rocks the body (Uh-huh, yeah)
+You rock the party that rocks the body (Uh-huh, yeah)
+I rock the party that rocks the body (Uh-huh, yeah)
+You rock the party that rocks the body (Uh-huh, yeah)
+
+[Verse 3: MC Lyte & Puff Daddy]
+Some say I'm shady (That's right), that's me
+Complicated rap star, meet Lyte the MC
+You see I'm on to you baby and your mechanism
+How you hit it when you're in it
+So hot you keep it sizzlin', no "ooh-ah-chee-ooh"
+And all of that too, keep me wetter than the waters of Kalamazoo
+Nigga, who you comin' wit'?
+Where your posse at? I leave the boys alone
+Tell her you won't be back, I got the cheese, baby (Yeah)
+My cheddar's better (Uh-huh), I got that milk
+For that amaretto, trust you me, I'll blow up shop
+Have a little nig' callin' the cops, watch
+
+[Chorus: MC Lyte & Puff Daddy]
+I rock the party that rocks the body (Uh-huh, yeah)
+You rock the party that rocks the body (Uh-huh, yeah)
+I rock the party that rocks the body (Uh-huh, yeah)
+You rock the party that rocks the body (Uh-huh, yeah)
+I rock the party that rocks the body
+You rock the party that rocks the body, body, body
+I rock the party that rocks the body
+You rock the party that rocks the body
+
+[Post-Chorus: MC Lyte & Puff Daddy]
+I rock the party that rocks the body ('Round and 'round you're turnin' me)
+You rock the party that rocks the body
+Upside down you turnin' me, turnin' me
+'Round and 'round you're turnin' me, turnin' me (Uh)
+
+[Chorus: MC Lyte & Puff Daddy]
+I rock the party that rocks the body (Uh-huh)
+You rock the party that rocks the body (Yeah)
+I rock the party that rocks the body (Uh-huh, yeah)
+You rock the party that rocks the body (Yeah)
+I rock the party that rocks the body (Yeah)
+You rock the party that rocks the body (Yeah)
+I rock the party that rocks the body (Yeah)
+You rock the party that rocks the body (Yeah)
+
+[Outro: Puff Daddy & MC Lyte]
+(I rock the party) Upside down you turnin' me, turnin' me
+'Round and 'round you're turnin' me, turnin' me, yeah
+Upside down you turnin' me, turnin' me, Bad Boy
+'Round, 'round
+'Round, 'round, 'round you're turnin' me, turnin' me
+C'mon
+**************************************************
+Keep On Keepin’ On[Verse 1]
+B-boy where the fuck you at
+I been looking for you're ass since a quarter past
+Hot peas and butter, baby come and get your supper
+Before I make you suffer, that's when you had enough-a
+Can I get hot when you hit the jackpot
+Surely I can if you the man
+I get loose and produce large amounts of juice
+Can you get used to that or do you need a boost of energy
+To enter me and get it on
+You're getting warm
+I can feel you getting closer
+Now baby, down this Mimosa
+You better believe it's time to give a toast to
+The woman of the decade, too bad to be played
+Get vexed and I'm bound to throw shade
+All over your body
+Whose body, your body
+I can rock a party like nobody
+Leaving time to take home the loot
+Choosy about who I let knock my boots
+Now let me take sight while your loving the Lyte
+Life ain't all that unless you're doing it right
+
+[Hook]
+Keep on, keeping on cause you came and you changed my world
+Your love so brand new, keep on keep keeping on
+Doin it right, right, right
+
+[Verse 2]
+Beware of the stare when I step into peace
+I come in peace but I got shit that need to be released
+Now who from the chosen shall I choose
+Yeah now you wish you was in his shoes
+I found me a new nigga this year
+That knows how to handle this here
+Now I look forward to going home at night
+Brother does me right under the candlelight
+Wax upon my back can I handle all of that
+I guess I can, can I why not
+If I wanna guess I can, can I
+More honey than a bumble-bee hive
+Pulling sixty-nine ways in my archive
+Sweet like licorice, sugar for my booga
+Juicy like Hi-C or an Icee
+I got shit to make your ass write a bad check
+Cause like I said I ain't afraid of the sweat
+Beat on my drum if you feel the need to
+As I proceed to open up and feed you
+I got a longing to put you where you wanna be
+Been I can, I get rid of all company
+
+[Hook]
+
+Many have tried strict regulations
+Lazy motherfuckers get put on probation
+Those that didn't perform well
+They gets no answer when they ring-a-ring-a my bell
+You're playing with my time
+Trying to jerk me, hurt me then dessert me
+You better work me while you got the oppurtunity
+To be in the midst of the L-Y-T-E
+Only the strong survive, only the wise excel
+Once said by my born-in-hell
+Only the lonely die slowly
+Left all alone try to control me
+Easy does it never ask how was it
+Never speak my info why my sheets in the streets
+Cause that ain't cool and that ain't cute
+To talk about who knocked the boots on a video shoot
+But it's all good though, you gotta get it when you want it
+Sight your prey, make your move and hop up on it
+It's natural, never be ashamed
+Fuck the fame, get the name and kick the game
+
+[Hook]
+**************************************************
+Lyte as a Rock[Hook]
+I am the Lyte "a-a-a-a-a-a-as-as-a-rock" L-Y, L-L-Y-T-E
+(repeat 3X)
+
+[Milk]
+Do you understand the metaphoric phrase 'Lyte as a Rock?'
+It's explaining, how heavy the young lady is
+You know what I'm saying King?
+
+[King of Chill]
+Yes my brother, but I would consider 'Lyte as a Rock'
+A simile because of the usage of the word 'as'
+And now... directly from the planet of Brooklyn
+MC Lyte—as a Rock!
+
+[MC Lyte]
+Must I say it again? I said it before
+Move out the way when I'm coming through the door
+Me, heavy? As Lyte as a Rock
+Guys watch, even some of the girls clock
+Step back, it ain't that type of party
+No reply if you ain't somebody
+Get out my face, don't wanna hear no more
+If you hate rejection, don't try to score
+First base? You ain't got what it takes
+You smile, you wink, you big fake flake
+You're so pathetic you make my stomach turn
+You beg, you borrow, now you have to learn
+
+[Hook]
+I am the Lyte "a-a-a-a-a-a-as-as-a-rock" L-Y, L-L-Y-T-E
+(repeat 2X)
+
+[MC Lyte]
+Lyte as a Rock, or I should say a boulder
+Rolling down your neck, pounding on your shoulders
+Never shall I be an emcee, called a wannabe
+I am the Lyte, L-Y-T-E
+This is the way it is, don't ever forget
+Hear the rhyme by someone else and you know they bit
+All in the way, just little obstacles
+Chew em up, spit em out, just like popsicles
+Suckers out of my way, we're not on the same wavelength
+I show stability, potential and strength
+On the other hand, you are weak and unruly
+Could never be a spy, cause you're just a plain stoolie
+
+[Hook]
+I am the Lyte "a-a-a-a-a-a-as-as-a-rock" L-Y, L-L-Y-T-E
+(repeat 2X)
+
+[MC Lyte]
+I'm a slave, I'm a slave, I'm a slave to the rhythm
+Def rhymes on the microphone is what I'm givin
+Yes I am a Rock and you are just a pebble
+Milk turn up the bass, and Rock adjust the levels
+If a rap can paint a thousand words then I can paint a million
+Wait, Lyte is capable of painting a bazillion raps
+So when I say it, this is what I mean
+Audio Two an alliance on the scene
+And I'd like to say whassup to my producer King of Chill
+Party people are you ready, jam if you will
+Never underestimate Lyte the Emcee; I am a rapper who is here
+To make the things the way they're meant to be
+The World Ultimate, I'm here to take the title
+But I had a little trouble upon, my arrival
+But I got rid of those who, tried to rock me
+Lyte is here, no one can stop me
+
+[Hook]
+I am the Lyte "a-a-a-a-a-a-as-as-a-rock" L-Y, L-L-Y-T-E
+(repeat 2X)
+
+[MC Lyte]
+There are Hip-Hop leaders, this you know
+We also have, hip-hoppers that follow
+By the tone of my voice, you can tell I am a scholar
+I'm also the leader of the hip-hop followers
+Now get this, I'm at a jam and I'm rockin it
+Suckers like a checkerboard, when black is clockin it
+The grace as I ease across the stage
+Bars around the audience, sort of like a cage
+They laugh, cause they assume I'm in prison
+But in reality, they're locked in
+Once again I'll state that I can't be stopped
+Cause yo, I am as Lyte, as, Rock!
+
+[Hook]
+I am the Lyte "a-a-a-a-a-a-as-as-a-rock" L-Y, L-L-Y-T-E
+(repeat 6X)
+
+[Hook]
+I am the Lyte "a-a-a-a-a-a-as-as-a-rock" L-Y, L-L-Y-T-E
+(repeat 4X)
+
+[Hook]
+I am the Lyte "a-a-a-a-a-a-as-as-a-rock" L-Y, L-L-Y-T-E
+(repeat 4X to fade)
+**************************************************
+RuffneckGotta who? Gotta have a what?
+
+Gotta what? Yo, gotta get a ruffneck
+
+[Verse 1]
+I need a ruffneck
+I need a dude with a attitude
+Only needs his fingers with his food
+Karl Kani saggin', timbos draggin'
+Frontin' in his ride with his home boys braggin'
+Lying 'bout the Lyte how he knocked boots last night
+But he's a ruffneck, so that's alright
+Triple o baldie under the hood
+Makin' noise with the boys, up to no good
+C-low on the down low
+Cops come around so ruffneck front like he gotta go
+Evil grin with a mouth full of gold teeth
+Startin' beef is how he spells relief
+Actin' like he don't care
+But all I gotta do is beep him 911 and he'll be there
+Right by my side with his ruffneck tactics
+Ruffneck attitude, the ruffneck bastard
+
+[Hook]
+Gotta what? Yo, gotta get a ruffneck
+Gotta what? Yo, gotta get a ruffneck
+Gotta what? Yo, gotta get a ruffneck
+I need it and I want it so I gotta get a ruffneck!
+
+[Verse 2]
+I need a ruffneck
+I need a man that's quick and swift
+To put out the spliff and get stiff
+Boxer shorts, everything is fitting large
+But he don’t gotta be large to be in charge
+Pumpin' in and out and out and in and here we go
+He knows exactly how I want my flow and that's slow
+Never questioning can he get buck wild
+He's gotta smack it, lick it, swallow it up style
+Drink a beer, sittin' his chair
+Hands in his pants, fiddlin' with his dick hairs
+He's a rudeboy, a raggamuf'
+Ready to bag another brother that he ranks not ruff enough
+Cause if it ain't ruff it ain't right
+And if he ain't ruff, well then he's all wrong for the Lyte
+I love my ruffneck and ain't nothing going down
+Or going up if my ruffneck ain't in town
+
+[Hook]
+
+[Verse 3]
+I need a ruffneck
+I need a man that don't snitch like a bitch
+Shed tears or switch
+Doin' whatever it takes to make ends meet
+But never meetin' the end cause he knows the street
+He eat, sleep, shit, fuck, eat, sleep, shit
+Then it's back to the streets to make a buck quick
+Quick to beg even though gimme gottem here
+Hit'em wit a bit a skins then he's out of there
+On the avenue girls are passin' thru
+Too much of ruffneck so they ain't havin' you
+Hard boppin' always grabbin' his jock and braggin' about his tec
+Is the wannabe ruffneck
+That's the kind you gotta watch out for
+Just to get a rep he'll pull the plug on the tour
+Pissin' in corners, doing 80 by funeral mourners
+Showing little respect, now that's a ruffneck!
+
+[Hook repeats]
+**************************************************
+10% Dis[Verse 1]
+Hot damn, hot damn, hot damn, hot damn, hot damn
+Hot damn, ho, here we go again
+Suckers steal a beat when you know they can't win
+You stole the beat—are you having fun?
+Now me and the Aud's gonna show you how it's done
+You are what I label as a nerver plucker
+You're plucking my nerves you MC sucker
+I thought I oughta tell you, better yet warn
+That I am like a stock and my word is bond
+Like James, killing everybody in sight
+The code's three-six, the name is Lyte
+After this jam, I really don't give a damn
+'Cause I'mma run and tell your whole damn clan
+That you're a—
+
+[Hook]
+Beat biter, dope style taker
+Tell you to your face you ain't nothing but a faker
+Beat biter, dope style taker
+Tell you to your face you ain't nothing but a faker
+
+[Verse 2]
+Hit me why don't ya, hit me, why don't ya?
+Milk's bodyguard is my bodyguard too
+You wanna get hurt? Well, this is what you do
+You put your left foot up and then your right foot next
+Follow instructions, don't lose the context
+Thirty days a month your mood is rude
+We know the cause of your bloody attitude
+
+[Hook]
+Beat biter, dope style taker
+Tell you to your face you ain't nothing but a faker
+Beat biter, dope style taker
+Tell you to your face you ain't nothing but a faker
+
+[Verse 3]
+Your style is smooth, even for a cheating mic
+You shoulda won a prize as a Rakim sound-alike
+Here's a Milkbone, a sign of recognition
+Don't turn away, I think you should listen close
+Don't boast, you said you wasn't bragging
+You fucking liar, you're chasin' a chuckwagon
+The only way you learn, you have to be taught
+That if a beat is not for sale, then it can't be bought
+When you leave the mic, you claim it's smoking
+Unlike Rakim, you are a joke
+And I think you ought to stop, before you get in too deep
+'Cause with a sister like Lyte, yo I don't sleep
+
+[Hook]
+Beat biter, dope style taker
+Tell you to your face you ain't nothing but a faker
+Beat biter, dope style taker
+Tell you to your face you ain't nothing but a faker
+
+[Verse 4]
+When I'm in a jam, with my homegirl Jill
+My cousin Trey across the room with a posse of girls
+So I step in the middle, shake it just a little
+Wait for some female to step up and pop junk
+Give my cousin a cue, treat the girl like a punk
+Now I'm not trying to say that I'm into static
+But, yo, if you cause it, yep, we gotta have it
+'Cause I ain't going out like a sucker no way
+So I sit around the way for you to make my day
+We can go for the hands, better yet for the words
+'Cause you'll be ignored, and at the same time I'll be heard
+Throughout the city, the town and the country
+The beat is funky, my rhyme is spunky
+There is no delaying in the rhyme I'm saying
+Neither are there flaws in what my DJ is playing
+
+[Break]
+So sit back Jack, and listen to this, it's 10% dis
+'Cause I'm just about ready to fly this fist against your lips
+
+[Verse 5]
+But I'll wait for the day or night that you approach
+And I'mma serve and burn ya like a piece of toast
+Pop you in the microwave and watch your head bubble
+Your skin just crumble, a battle's no trouble
+Get my homegirls Joanie and Kiki to get stupid
+This thing called hip-hop, Lyte is ruling it
+I hate to laugh in your face, but you're funny
+Your beat, your rhyming, your timing, all crummy
+On the topic of rapping, I should write a pamphlet better yet a booklet
+Your rap is weak homegirl, and it's definitely crooked
+
+[Verse 6]
+Others write your rhymes while I write my own
+I don't create a character when I'm on the microphone
+I am myself, no games to be played
+No script to be written, no scene to be made
+I am the director, as far as you are concerned
+You don't believe me, then you'll have to learn
+This ain't as hard as MC Lyte can get
+Matter of fact, you ain't seen nothing yet
+So never let me step into a party hardy
+Talk to some people and then hear from somebody
+'You wanna battle?, 'cause you know where I am
+You don't wanna come in the 90's and see me at a jam
+When a mic is handy, ten feet away
+I stretch my arm like elastic, hand like a magnet
+Set assure, you know I don't play
+When it comes down to it, the nitty gritty
+For a sucker like you I feel a whole lot of pity
+
+[Hook]
+Beat biter, dope style taker
+Tell you to your face you ain't nothing but a faker
+Beat biter, dope style taker
+Tell you to your face you ain't nothing but a faker
+**************************************************
+Poor Georgie[Verse 1]
+I met him in a club hangin' out one night
+He said, "Hello, I'm George...hi, Lyte
+How's everything going, huh? How ya doin'?
+Hope everything's fine, ooh, and uh umm
+Can I call you sometime? Can I get the digits?
+And the address, so I can come visit?"
+I gave him the digits, that wasn't a problem
+'Cause if he caused any, I would have to solve them
+'Cause George looked good, MMM, damn good!
+And if I didn't, some other girl would
+In my mind, I hope for the best
+Convincing myself that this was not a test
+'Cause I heard many things about Georgie
+Nothing kinky, like no orgies
+I heard he knows how to make love
+Like an angel from the heaven above
+Who was I kidding I'd give him a try
+'Cause Lyte needs love too and that ain't no lie
+Keep your ears open, hope that you listenin'
+'Cause I'm about to take you on a George Porgie mission
+
+"Can it be I've stayed away too long"
+"My world is empty without you, babe"
+"Can it be I've stayed away too long"
+"My world is empty..."
+
+[Verse 2]
+I gave him the number, I saw it in his eyes
+"She gave me the number? Hmmm I'm surprised"
+Good conversation over the phone
+He began to comfort me whenever I was alone
+George was sweet, so nice and so neat
+With any other guy he didn't have to compete
+George was mature, he made sure
+That he was the only man I'd ever adore
+Girls, have you, ever had a friend
+That you'd get with, every now and then?
+I know for a fact George had a lot of girls
+Spread out from state from state around the world
+As long as he was smart and kept his girls in check
+Made sure I never saw them and showed me respect
+He didn't have to be loyal, like men should be
+I don't care about the other girls, just be good to me!
+But if I ever saw one, that would be the end
+He couldn't kick the storyline that she was just a friend
+The girls I didn't care if her ass don't lie
+See 'cause Georgie was into making young girls cry
+
+"Kissed the girls and made them cry"
+"Kissed the girls and made them cry"
+"Kissed the girls and made them cry"
+"Kissed the girls and made them cry"
+
+"Kissed the girls and made them cry"
+"Can it be I've stayed away too long"
+"My world is empty without you, babe"
+"Kissed the girls and made them cry"
+"Kissed the girls and made them cry"
+"Can it be I've stayed away too long"
+"My world is..."
+"Kissed the girls and..."
+
+[Verse 3]
+George was clean, no drugs and such
+But once in a while, he'd drink too much
+Hangin' in a club where they play rockers
+Him and his friend, drinkin' vodka
+I was looking for him, and I found him there
+With his clothes messed up and his (fucked) up hair
+I told him he was messin' up, he wouldn't go far
+He got mad and asked his friend for the keys to the car
+I said, "Don't drive, use your head
+Drive while you're drunk and you'll kill yourself dead"
+We begin to argue, bad words were said
+Then he got kicked out by some long-haired dread
+Ran into the car as if, in a hurry
+He started the car but his vision was blurry
+He didn't care, he drove off into the night
+Riding for miles, without his headlights
+Georgie Porgie had too much on his mind
+He was still young yet running out of time
+Last week he took tests and the doctor told him
+George had cancer in his lungs and his colon
+See when he was twelve, he started smokin'
+Paid no attention when he started chokin'
+Thoughts flashed through his head, there they stuck
+'Til Georgie Porgie crashed into a truck
+I wished I woulda told him how I liked him so much
+How he made me feel with the slightest touch
+Now he's gone and I can't tell him nothin'
+Wish he was here so I could say somethin'
+The story is not to say that I'm in sorrow
+Just to say no one is promised tomorrow
+If you love someone you should say it often
+You'll never know when they'll be layin' in a coffin
+Wake up, it's important that you know that
+No one on Earth is promised tomorrow...
+Believe that! And don't think that it can't happen to you
+
+"Kissed the girls and made them cry"
+"Kissed the girls and made them cry"
+
+"Can it be I've stayed away too long"
+"My world is empty without you, babe"
+"Can it be I've stayed away too long"
+"My world is empty without you, babe"
+"Can it be I've stayed away too long"
+"My world is empty without you, babe"
+"Can it be I've stayed away too long"
+"My world is..."
+
+"Kissed the girls and made them cry"
+"Kissed the girls and made them cry"
+**************************************************
+Paper ThinWhen you say you love me, it doesn't matter
+It goes to my head as just chit chatter
+You may think it's egotistical or just worry free
+But what you say I take none of it seriously
+And even if I did I wouldn't tell you so
+I'd let you pretend to read me
+
+And then you'll know
+Cause I hate when one attempts to analyze
+In fact, I despise those who even try
+To look into my eyes to see what I am thinking
+That dream is over you gotta sink it
+I tell all of you like I told all of them
+What you say to me is just paper thin, word
+
+I'm not the kind of girl to try to play a man out
+I take the money and the gear and then break the hell out
+No that's not my strategy, not the game I play
+I admit I play game but it's not done that way
+Truly when I get involved I give it my heart
+I mean my mind, my soul, my body I mean every part
+But if it doesn't work out, yo it just doesn't
+It wasn't meant to be you know, it just wasn't
+So I treat all of you like I treat all of them
+What you say to me is still paper thin
+
+In one ear and right out the other
+I heard his mumbo jumbo (eeeish) lover
+I don't pay attention
+I don't concentrate
+You ain't got the bait that it takes to hook this
+A-hah, a-hah, a-hah
+Sucker you missed, I put all feelings aside I know who I am
+My name is Lyte is your name Sam?
+Cause if it is step off, grab your coat and get lost
+Wrap your scarf around your throat and go back and catch a rope
+And hit the road Sam, don't you come back
+No more, no more, no more, no more
+Hit the road Sam, don't you come back no more
+
+So now I take precaution when choosing my mate
+I do not touch until the third or fourth date
+Then maybe we'll kiss on the fifth or sixth
+Time that we meet (mmmuaah) like this
+Cause a date without a kiss is so incomplete
+And then maybe I'll let you play with my feet
+You could suck the big toe and play with the middle
+It's so simple unlike a riddle
+It's as easy as counting to 1-2-3
+In other terms, letters L-Y-T-E
+I'll tell you, you, you and all of you
+In the back and in the middle and the front
+Yo, that's it paper thin word up
+Lyte checkin out
+Special dedication to my DJ K-Rock in the place to be
+**************************************************
+Cha Cha Cha[Kick this one here for me and my DJ]
+
+You can cha-cha-cha to this Mardis Gras
+I'm the dopest female that you've heard thus far
+And I do get better, the voice gets wetter
+Nobody gets hurt (as long as you let her)
+Do my thing with an '89 swing
+The dopeness I write, I guarantee delight
+To the hip-hop maniac, the Uptown brainiac
+In full effect, MC Lyte is back
+And better than before as if that was possible
+My competition, you'll find them in the hospital
+Visiting time, I think it's on a Sunday
+But notice they only get one day to shine
+The rest of the week is mine
+And I'll blind you with the science that the others have yet to find
+So come along and I'll lead you the right way
+Just clap your hands to the words I say, come on...
+
+[Kick this one here for me and my DJ]
+
+I've got the power to spread out and devour
+At the same time I'll eat you up with a rhyme
+But I'll let you slide cuz you accidently hopped on the wrong side
+Now come on, that's suicide
+Hypothetically speaking
+Ok, let's say you didn't know what you were doing
+You're new in town, and you're looking around
+For another name to ruin, and it's me that you're pursuing?
+Well well well, I'll be damned
+I might as well tell you who I am
+I am the capital L-Y-T-E
+And it's shocking I'm the one you're mocking
+Oh yes, I've been watching you watching me
+And like the fat on your back it's plain to see
+That you're a wannabe, but you can't be what you're not
+So you better start living with what you got
+
+[Kick this one here for me and my DJ]
+
+Yeah, DJ K-Rock when you hear a scratch
+Now it's time to kick a rhyme out the batch
+And you're the receiver eager as a beaver
+Time to convert the non-believer
+That I'm a roadrunner leaving you in the dust
+I can adjust to the times and at times I might just get quicker
+Than the ticker of your pacemaker
+More tender than a roni but harder than a jawbreaker
+So don't ever second guess me
+And if you're wondering who could the best be
+Think a second and recollect the worst whipping you ever had yet
+And I'll bet that I did it
+My fingerprints are still on you
+How many times I gotta warn you
+About the light? It'll blind your sight
+But the rhythm will still guide you through the night
+
+[Kick this tip...
+Kick this one here for me and my DJ]
+**************************************************
+Ice Cream Dream[Spoken Intro: MC Lyte]
+I wish I had an ice cream that looked just like you
+Sweet tasting chocolate all the way through
+I'd lick you slow from head to toe…
+
+My ice cream, mhm
+Yeah, my ice cream dream
+Just the way I like it
+
+[Verse 1: MC Lyte]
+Sweet dreams, from this don't wake me
+You couldn't even if you tried to shake me
+What do ya want ‘cause I’m in a deep sleep
+No nightmare here, dear, I’m talking chocolate treat
+Slick and slippery, thick it’s gotta be
+It’s mandatory that I make him a part of me
+I'll make the dream last ‘cause it seems
+I can only have him, in my ice cream dream
+
+[Chorus: Lisa Keith]
+Smooth and rich, it’s so true of us
+Dreams of you, me in a... (Yeah)
+Ice cream dream
+Take a scoop, it's so tasty
+Don't keep me waiting (My ice cream dream)
+Ice cream dream (Yeah)
+
+[Verse 2: MC Lyte]
+Sweet as candy, a physique for show
+I’ma let him know we can go toe for toe
+Hip to hip, lip to lip, and then lock it
+Big fat feet means big fat pockets
+Trick or treat, tasty like pastry
+Hmm, I wonder has he had any lately
+Ready to hit it if you know what I mean
+‘Cause homie seems to be like an ice cream dream
+
+[Chorus: Lisa Keith & (MC Lyte)]
+Smooth and rich, it’s so true of us
+Dreams of you, me in a...
+Ice cream dream
+Take a scoop, it's so tasty
+Don't keep me waiting (Goody, goody)
+Ice cream dream (Mhm)
+
+[Verse 3: MC Lyte]
+Dark, handsome, six feet tall
+Thirty-one flavors, I believe he’s got ‘em all
+Slippin’ and slidin’ and oozin’ down the cone
+Hope he doesn’t melt before I get him home
+Drip drop, come on, feed me, Seymour
+Take some now, I know later there’ll be more
+We got the best, it seems you’re the king
+You’re the man in the picture of my ice cream dream
+
+[Chorus: Lisa Keith & (MC Lyte)]
+Smooth and rich, it’s so true of us
+Dreams of you, me in a... (Mmm)
+Ice cream dream (My ice cream dream)
+Take a scoop, it's so tasty (Goody goody, goody goody)
+Don't keep me waiting
+Ice cream dream
+Smooth and rich, it’s so true of us
+Dreams of you, me in a...
+(You're the man, in the picture, of my ice cream dream)
+Ice cream dream
+Take a scoop, it's so tasty
+Don't keep me waiting (Goody goody)
+Ice cream dream
+
+[Interlude: MC Lyte]
+Goody goody
+Yeah
+Uh-huh
+Mmm…
+
+[Verse 4: MC Lyte]
+Smooth and rich, he’s looking real nice
+Cool as ice, but then again, not quite
+This kind of honey is the type I like looking at
+He could scoop me up twice ‘cause he’s all that
+So I’ma ease up, no time to waste
+Forget the chase, I’m prepared to get a taste
+Licky here, licky there ‘cause I like it
+Too much to eat so I guess I’ll…bite it
+
+Goody goody, goody goody
+Yeah
+He’s my ice cream dream
+
+[Chorus: Lisa Keith & (MC Lyte)]
+Smooth and rich, it’s so true of us
+Dreams of you, me in a... (My ice cream dream)
+Ice cream dream
+Take a scoop, it's so tasty
+Don't keep me waiting (My ice cream dream)
+Ice cream dream (Just the way I like it)
+Smooth and rich, it’s so true of us
+Dreams of you, me in a...
+Ice cream dream
+Take a scoop, it's so tasty
+Don't keep me waiting (My ice cream dream)
+Ice cream dream
+**************************************************
+I’m Not Havin’ It[Verse 1]
+[P]Uhm, what's up baby? I been eyeing you
+Time and time again, I been trying to
+Get a little closer, but you won't let it
+[L]Well if I see something I want, I just go out and get it
+I'm like a fluzy I'm choosy and I don't fall for tricks
+Cause guys be running games, like the New York Nicks
+[P]But on the square dear, you know, your style really temps me
+[L]Don't try to gas me up on a tank that is empty
+[P]I'm Positive, and I'm kicking the facts
+[L]Well I'm Lyte, and you got to kick it better than that
+[P]But I'm all the way live, but I'm definitely not crabbing
+[L]There are just certain things I'm just not having
+
+[Hook]
+[P]Excuse me miss
+[L]No, I'm not havin' it
+[P]Excuse me miss
+[L]No, I'm not havin' it
+[P]Excuse me miss
+[L]No, I'm not havin' it
+[P]Excuse me?
+
+[Verse 2]
+[P]You think you're all that [L]No you think you're all of this
+With your baby, baby talk, and your "Excuse me miss"
+[P]Well I smooth, and hey look, it's only right
+I thought that we could get together, and maybe we can ...
+[L]Yeah sounds good, but guys like you just wanna hit and run
+Look, we're not the two, and I'm not the one
+So if ya got some thought of taking me to bed
+Kill that! And get a five dollar crack-head
+[P]But I'm all the way live, but I'm definitely not crabbing
+[L]There are just certain things I'm just not having
+
+[Hook]
+
+[Verse 3]
+[P]I think you try to diss me or play me like I'm cooly
+[L]No, matter of fact love, I think that you're a cuty
+There's just certain things you don't understand baby:
+Every woman wants to be treated like a lady
+[P]So what? You want me to kick it as if I'm a doc?
+[L]Listen to what I'm saying and shut ...
+I'm just tryna put it, so I can make something happen
+You just turned me off by the way that you was gabbling
+[P]Look I'm all the way live and I'm definitely not crabbing
+A bit of change for a woman, that's what I'm not having
+
+[Bridge]
+[L]I keep feelings inside, I know who I am
+[P]Step to yourself, cause I don't wanna hear it
+[L]I keep feelings inside, I know who I am
+[P]You're not getting younger, you're just getting older
+
+[Verse 4]
+[L]What do you get when you fall in love?
+You only get lots of pain and sorrow
+So for at least until tomorrow
+Friend. I'm never gonna fall in love again
+But getting back to the topic of convo
+In my book hone, you are a no-no
+[P]C'mon I'm clean, cut, and dapper, you got to admit that
+I don't sell drugs and I ain't with the wack track
+I'm cool and calm, my phone is mine
+You don't see me snatching taste, and acting wild
+Excuse me miss, I think you better get with this
+[L]Scan it damn, cause I'm simply not having it
+
+[Hook]
+**************************************************
+Cold Rock a Party[Intro]
+(To the beat y'all! To the beat y'all! Just clap your hands, just clap your hands...)
+To the L, to the Y and the T to the E
+So get ready cause I want everybody to say this with me
+(Rock the house, rock the house, rock the house)
+
+[Hook]
+Now I cold rock a party in a b-girl stance
+I rock on the floor make the fellas wanna dance
+I be the shit and it's all good and if you understood
+
+[Verse 1]
+Would you stop scheming and trying to look hard
+I get my bodyguard, You get that booty scarred
+I'm a veteran, which means that I've been
+In the game too long, since the days of Paper Thin
+Way back when I've been putting it down
+Ask your homies who's the baddest bitch on this side of town
+I flow like a butterfly, sting like a bee
+Spectacular over M-I-C
+I go for broke, never giving it less than the best
+Lots of years in the game at your request
+You like the rhyme, bite if you dare
+I get the paper so I don't care
+Fly that's me; the epitomy
+Of what a real MC is supposed to be
+Fucking you up every time that I drop
+I fuck a bullet baby, I done took your spot
+I guide the beat and I ride it well
+And if you take a look, it ain't hard to tell that I
+
+[Hook x2]
+
+[Verse 2]
+Back off me and let my skin breathe, Lyte is everlasting
+It's hard to believe I shall prevail cause I'm next to none
+Cause I'm claiming no set, Don't plan to get down
+Just Brooklyn is where I'm from
+But I'm resting in Studio City for the fun
+If you don't understand then say you don't (nah!)
+And don't wait for me to explain cause I won't
+You see it's in my nature to be the best (say what?)
+West to East, see East to West
+Ready or not I have arrived and I'm live
+Showing an MC how to survive
+Cause it's crazy how I get you captured with my tactics
+I got many witnesses that can back this
+Ruffnecks, from New York to L.A
+Been down with me since Poor George
+It's '96 -- it's all about show and prove and I'm about to
+Make the ill type moves, I guide the beat and I ride it well
+And if you take a look it ain't hard to tell that I
+
+[Hook x2]
+
+[Verse 3]
+Get out my shit, please let me be
+I don't see why, you KGB
+Why you gotta be all up on me like that
+Trying to get over like a fat rat
+But I understand I'm a woman in the land of hip-hop
+And the shit don't stop
+It goes on, on, on, on
+You see, the shit don't stop till the break of dawn
+And now who makes it liver than a hip-hop, scuba diver
+Chilling with
+A pina colada, kidada hooked me up
+With Tommy now I got a lot of gear
+From everywhere, that I'd like to share (yeah right!)
+But I'd rather do Kani, don't ask why! 5001, my son gets shit done
+All on the catwalk, what they've ever done for you?
+You better get down with your real crew
+'Cause I ride the beat and I ride it well
+And if you take a look it ain't hard to tell that I
+
+[Hook x2]
+
+[Outro]
+To the L, to the Y, and the T, to the E
+(Rock the house and rock the house)
+**************************************************
+It’s All YoursOur love is old-school like Mary Jane's
+Boston baked beans and candy canes
+Exchange a look on the number two train
+Run catch kiss sunshine or rain
+Jackson 5, Good Times, The Jeffersons
+Yeah Baby, you know I liked it better when
+You lived closer, but then you moved
+But that couldn't stop our groove
+My magic-man, my Brooklyn-boy wonder
+I rub your shoulders if pressure you was under
+Late night rides out to Sunrise
+Catch a flick or two and then back to Bed-Stuy
+You in the bubble goose, me in the sheep skin
+Cold as hell back then it wasn't mattering
+Long as we were hand in hand your my man I'm your girl
+Ready to conquer the world
+
+*Chorus* (Gina Thompson)
+
+This is for all the years you've been
+My companion as well as my best friend
+So tonight Baby I'm giving you what you want
+It's all yours
+
+Our love is like a Romeo and Juliet flick
+So surreal but yet picturesque
+There were problems I can admit
+But we handled it and still the candles lit
+So glad that we didn't just jet
+Cause now we reaping the benefits
+Who would have thought?
+The cute little boy from down the street
+Would fall in love with me
+It's like a number one dream come true
+To have somebody you love, love you
+And that's all that matters
+Is that we grow together make sure we never shatter
+You're the reason I live
+Because I want you to get all that I got to give
+Long as we're hand in hand you're my man I'm your girl
+Ready to conquer the world
+
+*Chorus*
+
+Our love is mystical like galaxies you can't touch
+Around the world and back again I love you that much
+Our love is destiny like Bonnie and Clyde
+We'll die of old age side by side
+Throughout the days I remain truthful
+I keep it tight for you sexy and youthful
+I told my mom when our days are through
+If you have to go first bury me next to you
+What I feel is unexplainable, 'I love you'
+Just ain't enough to say to you
+You've been there from the beginning to the end
+My companion as well as my best friend
+You got my heart now, here's my life
+Yes I'm ready to be your wife
+From here one know that you're the one
+
+Everything you want it's done
+
+*Chorus*
+**************************************************
+I Cram To Understand U[Verse 1]
+I used to be in love with this guy named Sam
+I don't know why, cause he had the head like that of a clam
+But you couldn't tell me nothin, cause Sam was number one
+Cause to me, oh my gosh, he was one in a million
+I shoulda knew the consequences right from the start
+That he'd use me for my money, and then break my heart
+But like a fool in love I fell for his game
+But I got mine, so I show no shame
+In Empire winked his eye, and then he kept walkin
+And all of those who live in Brooklyn know just what I'm talkin
+The roller disco where we all used to go
+Just to have some fun back in 1981
+You know the place, Empire Boulevard
+Is where I first saw the nigga, and he tried to play hard
+But I knew the deal, cause I knew his brother Jerry
+And Sam, he just broke up with his girlfriend Terri
+So Jerry introduced Sam and I that night
+He said, "Hello, my name is Sam" I said, "Hi, my name is Lyte"
+We yipped and we yapped and we chit and we chat
+About this and that, from sneakers to hats
+He said, "Look, I'm in the mood for love
+Simply because you're near me
+(Let's go) To my house, lay back and get nice
+Watch television, Riunite On Ice"
+I said, "Slow down, I know you wanna shake me down
+But I'm not one of the girls that go rippin around"
+
+[Hook]
+Just like a test
+Ju-just like a test
+Ju-just like a test
+I cram to understand you
+
+[Verse 2]
+Next month I finally went to his house
+I walked into the door, there was a girl on the couch
+I said, "Who's the frog, the bump on the log?
+You chump, you punk, how could you do me wrong?
+Singing sad songs about your love is so strong"
+You said, "Wait Lyte, you're confused, the girl is my cousin"
+Your brother agreed, but later she said that she wasn't
+
+[Hook]
+Just like a test
+Ju-just like a test
+Ju-just like a test
+I cram to understand you
+
+[Verse 3]
+Forgotten, next month we went to the Deuce
+Well, I thought it kinda strange cause you had lots of juice
+You knew the dopes, the pushers, the addicts, everybody
+Asked ya how you met em, said you met em at a party
+Then these girls tried to tell me you were sellin the stuff
+I said, "It's not your business, so shut the fuck up"
+They said, "Okay Lyte, think what you wanna think
+But it's gon' be some shit when your man becomes a fiend"
+I said, "Look, to bust a move, I don't even know you
+To put it Lyte, I really don't care to"
+They kinda got mad and sort of offended
+They said, "We only lookin out for yo best interest"
+I said, "Thanks but no thanks" in an aggravated tone
+"When I wanna find out, I find out on my own"
+
+[Hook]
+Just like a test
+Ju-just like a test
+Ju-just like a test
+I cram to understand you
+
+[Verse 4]
+Then my cousin said she saw you with this lady named C
+Well I'm clawin my thoughts, I wonder who she could be
+You're spending all your time with her and not a second with me
+They say you spend your money on her and you're with her night and day
+Her name starts with a C and it ends with a K
+I strain my brain lookin for a name to fit this spellin
+But I just couldn't do it cause my heart kept yellin
+Burning, begging for affection from you, Sam
+But just like a test I cram to understand you
+Thought I knew you well enough to call you a man
+
+[Hook]
+But Just like a test
+Ju-just like a test
+Ju-just like a test
+I cram to understand you
+
+[Verse 5]
+Then it came a time you started looking kinda thin
+I asked you why, you said, "Exercise, tryina stay slim"
+I bought it, even though I knew it was a lie
+Cause it really didn't matter, you were still lookin fly
+But oh no, oh no, you started askin me for money
+Butter me up, beg me and call me your honey
+So I gave you 2 yards, and then I gave you one more
+You picked up your jacket and you flew out the door
+You came back an hour later and you asked me for a 10
+I said, "I only got a 20", you said, "Give me that, then"
+I said, "Nope, I'll tell you now, you better stop slobbin
+Find you a job, or you better start robbin"
+So I stepped off with a giant step
+Picked up my belongings, and I just left
+And now I see you in Empire every Sunday
+Juicin the girls up for some money and a lay
+But every time I see you doin it, I just ruin it
+Tell em how ya on crack, smoke, sniff, and chewin it
+And as for this girl, Miss C, oh well
+I was shocked as hell when I heard, Samuel
+When your homeboys told me, I almost went wack
+That the girl you was addicted to, her name was Crack
+**************************************************
+Steady Fucking[ INTRO: KRS-One ]
+Du-du-du-duuu-du-du
+You wanna test Lyte?
+Are you stupid?
+You gotta be out of your fuckin mind!
+MC Lyte is THE DON!
+Come down, MC Lyte, seen
+
+Dirty bitch, you dirty, dirty bitch...
+
+(Roxanne Shanté is only good for steady fucking) (6x)
+Go, go, go, go...
+
+(You done insulted me
+And I got to kick yo ass right now)
+
+[ VERSE 1 ]
+So what's up, Big Bahama Mama?
+You know where to find me
+You could never climb me
+So why do you persist
+To be placed upon my fuckin hit list
+You a low-down dirty loser
+Next time I see you, I'mma hit you with my Land Cruiser
+You'se a pooh-put, Lyte don't give a fuck
+I.U. sayin he laid pipe in that butt?
+And in case you didn't know
+I been known to fuck up a ho during a show
+So now you wanna play Miss Hardrock
+Don't test me, I put up career roadblocks
+I heard you're smokin crack, lady
+You just had a kid, I guess that makes him a - crack - baby
+Whadda ya think?
+The 55th nigga you fucked said your poom-poom stink
+Slow down, you're movin too fast
+The 56th said he stuck a curling iron up that ass
+Now you think you're hot shit
+Steppin to Lyte with a limp tryin to pop shit
+You're still a loser
+No joke, when I see you I'mma hit you with the Cruiser
+
+(Set the bitch on fire
+Your fucking days are over)
+
+(Roxanne Shanté is only good for steady fucking) (4x)
+Go, go, go, go...
+
+[ VERSE 2 ]
+From upstate New York to way Down South
+I heard you do a mic-a-check-a with a dick in your mouth
+You're ready for the showdown, the low down
+Lyte strikes again, another ho down
+Fuckin to you, Shanny, is like a fad
+Flippin coins with your mom to see who sucks dad
+But wait a second, I heard you're kinda funky
+But then again, who's heard of a clean junkie?
+How funky of a smell could one woman make?
+Yo fellas, I think she need a douche break
+(Douche, douche it out - douche break
+(Douche, douche it out - douche
+(Douche, douche it out - douche break
+(Douche, douche it out - douche, douche, douche
+(Douche, douche it out - douche break
+(Douche, douche it out - I think you need a douche)
+Tisk-tisk, what a relief it is
+Not to be, not to be, not to be you
+Not to be, not to be, not to be you
+Or one of those pussy-eatin members of your crew
+'Cause if your crew was cool, they woulda schooled you
+But instead, you let them fool you
+Into talkin that bullshit you been talkin
+Walkin that skank strut you been walkin
+I don't play that, ring around the rosie
+Pocket full of posie, red-rum, you dumb, dumb
+
+(We can all be some fightin muthafuckas in here this evening
+Bring your ass, nigga, bring it on, come on)
+
+(Roxanne Shanté is only good for steady fucking) (4x)
+Go, go, go, go...
+
+[ VERSE 3 ]
+Now let's talk about the grill (the grill)
+Now let's talk about the grill (the grill)
+Now let's talk about that grill (the grill)
+We'd all be dead if looks could kill (ugh)
+Now let's talk about your teeth
+Shits ain't been straight since you was 8
+When you bit into a bad piece of beef
+And even for a small fee
+You let your uncle get one off while you bounced on his fuckin knee
+Now what's my fuckin name?
+Left you so far behind, you can't get back into the fuckin game
+You must like puttin dough in my pocket
+Since '86 my career sky-rocket
+Where ya at? (Ah-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
+Ho-ho, hu-hu-hu) - Dumb ho (Ha-ha-ha)
+I got this rap shit locked, sewn, hemmed
+While you're hangin from a buddah stem
+I do this and that, baby pop, I get residuals
+I'm liable to just fuck up you schedule
+You'll be sittin on your fat ass another 10 years
+Until the coast is clear
+So next time they push a rhyme in your hand
+You better fully understand who the fuck I am
+
+(At least now we know...)
+Dumb
+(...It's all about Lyte)
+Bitch
+
+(Roxanne Shanté is only good for steady fucking)
+Go, go, go, go...
+**************************************************
+Shut the Eff Up! (Hoe)(I think it's time I start feeling bitchy
+I've been too nice too long
+Yup, it's definitely time I get nasty)
+
+(Gon' be some shit)
+(Hot damn, ho)
+(Gon' be some shit)
+(Hot damn, ho)
+(Gon' be some shit)
+(Hot) (damn) (ho)
+(Hot damn, ho)
+(Gon' be some shit)
+(Hot damn)
+
+[ VERSE 1 ]
+Before this jam starts I'm simply stating
+You have all waited, now you can stop waiting
+Shall I ease into the disses, go 20, then 30
+Or shall I got straight to 80 percent?
+Aw, it doesn't matter, when you're dissed, you're dissed
+The party's not over, it's just beginning
+Because Lyte is winning (What are you winning?)
+Any battle in any competition
+'The Gangstress'? Ha, you're on a wack journey
+(Ho) Headed for nowhere, with time to spare
+So I'ma kick this rhyme right now and right here
+I'd tell your name, but that would give you fame
+And I ain't out to give you what you don't have
+So I sit back and relax, cause it makes me laugh
+I could diss, call you names and make fun of you
+(Ho) But me the Lyte, I'm into speakin the truth
+Like a watchtower, hour by the hour
+Lyte is rhymin, perfect timin
+Milk keeps the beat (I keep the beat)
+With the tap of his feet (With the tap of my feet)
+When he count it down (When I count it down
+6-7-8) Lyte'll start the debate
+
+[ Chorus ]
+(Hot damn, ho)
+(Shut the fuck up)
+(Hot damn, ho)
+(Shut the fuck up)
+(Hot damn, ho)
+(Shut the fuck up)
+(Here we) (here we)
+(Gon' be some shit)
+(Here we go again)
+
+[ VERSE 2 ]
+The first thing you ask yourself is why do I bother?
+When you should really ask: where is the father?
+(Where is the father?) of your child, aren't we wild?
+You get around like a cab, now that's too bad
+Everyone has been in you, isn't that sad?
+Bodily you're vivacious? Don't make me laugh
+Weight Watchers is waiting, here's a free pass
+You ain't gettin loose, you fuckin jerk
+And you ain't gettin paid, you're just gettin laid
+Sexin and suckin, yeah, that is your trade
+Put on this earth just to distract me
+Get those to write rhymes and try to attack me
+You will get nowhere, the Lyte is too blinding
+Tell me, why must I keep reminding
+You to step back, let the Lyte shine
+Do not say shit till you write your own rhymes
+
+[ Chorus ]
+
+[ VERSE 3 ]
+Your mold is fake, crayola, crayon
+Don't dare to sleep or even prey on
+The Lyte is too wicked, too worthy, too strong
+And the rhymes I create are made to last long
+Let me wise you up, rappin isn't a sport
+You either have to teach yourself, or you have to be taught
+And being that you are not wise enough to do it on your own
+The ones that write your rhymes might as well hold your microphone
+Dropped a little vinyl, now you think you're large
+Step aside, Lyte Thee MC is in charge
+Don't sleep on me, I'm far, far, far from dumb
+So roll correctly if you decide to come
+MC sucker, this is what you waited for
+I'm sick of the battle, let's go to war
+Why do you challenge me, Lyte Thee MC
+Did not you know that I am crazy?
+My screws are quite loose, in fact I don't have any
+But when it comes to rhymes, I've got many
+Like I said and will have to say
+Over and over, cause you disobey
+Here on this earth I reign superior
+One of these days I will have to get with ya
+Tear you up mentally, from limb to limb
+Cause I am the Lyte, and you are just paperthin
+
+[ Chorus ]
+
+[ VERSE 4 ]
+I sensed it, predicted it, knew it would happen
+You plopped off fast on the scene and start rappin
+Now it is my duty, to all MC's
+To ask you to go elsewhere, pronto, please
+Now I was quite polite, nice I might add
+But you insist on stayin, that makes me mad
+But then again I don't mind, I've got someone to pick on
+Write rhymes to diss and even play tricks on
+You ain't really down, you wig-wearin clown
+Borrowin money to buy an outfit
+Not even good enough for a Sunday picnic
+I ask you: do you know who you're fuckin with?
+With those Bubblegum jeans and those 2-for-1 Skips
+I'm MC Lyte a.k.a. MC Payback
+Payback is a bitch, and I'm givin you no slack
+Unfinished Business, that shit was wack
+So Lyte made no attempt to strike back
+But here we go again, what is Light's Out?
+Let me ask what the bomboclut you a-chat about?
+Let me say next time that you feel pissed
+I suggest that you don't try to diss
+
+[ Chorus ]
+
+[ VERSE 5 ]
+You better watch what you say to me, cause I can get evil
+The things that I'm capable of are unbelievable
+In 10% I popped your head in a microwave
+I'm into blenders now, so you better behave
+Or put you in a toaster, because you're gettin toasted
+Better yet an oven, because you're gettin roasted
+Don't listen to your rhyme writers, cause yo, they souped you
+You ain't dope, you can't cope, they musta dooked you
+You musta had some wack crack (real wack crack)
+Sent you on a mission, and now you're comin back
+But let me school ya, Lyte is runnin this show
+So yo, ho, I think you oughta go
+Before Lyte Thee MC gets into it (into it)
+But remember, you forced me to do it
+
+[ Chorus ]
+
+Yo, now you know
+And knowing is half the battle
+Slime
+**************************************************
+Fuck That Motherfucking Bullshit[Big V]
+Yo Lyte, can we swing some of this?
+[MC Lyte]
+Nah, nah man I can't sing
+[Big V]
+No? What you mean, no?
+
+[Chorus (2x):]
+[Big V]
+Fuck that motherfucking bullshit
+[MC Lyte]
+Kiss my motherfucking ass
+
+[Verse 1: Big V]
+People call me Strokes, a.k.a. you know the Iceman
+When it comes to sex, you know my motto yes I can, can
+Never will I front, pass it up or let it walk by
+And if I don't get that ass, well at least I did try
+I know the games p.m.s. must run through you
+You set it up so no man can ever do you
+But when you need your weave done, honey read my lips
+You can beg all you want but you gets jack shit
+I don't play, I work hard for my money
+5, 6, 7 days a week, shit ain't funny
+Now if sex is old fashioned and you're not selling out
+If you're not giving it up, you better spit that gum out
+
+[Chorus (2x)]
+
+[Verse 2: MC Lyte]
+You wanna what? You must be bugging
+A minute and a half of having sex, that ain't loving
+You couldn't please me if you had his dick
+That moaning you heard means you were making me sick
+So don't front and lie like you were all that in bed
+When I rolled your fat ass over you were nervous and scared
+Mr. love man, you ain't shit
+You better get your homies to suck your own dick
+
+[Chorus (2x)]
+
+[Verse 3: Big V]
+When it comes to sex you get mo better
+'Cause I was on your shit even when you had the jetta
+It's '93 now and all that shit done passed
+So stop frontin' miss 'cause I want that ass
+
+[Verse 3: MC Lyte]
+What you what you can't get so step off, there's no room
+You wanna zoom-a-zoom? Not in this poom poom
+So let me tell you something Mr. Why-you-can't-quit
+Save what you can do 'cause that's some bullshit
+So go and tell your friends, you know, the ones you got gassed
+To take a cold shower 'cause you get no ass
+
+[Chorus (2x)]
+
+[Big V and MC Lyte]
+I want ass. Yeah, and you just the type of woman that's gon' give it to me
+Step off, I ain't havin' that!
+Stop playin', stop playin', take your clothes off and let's get busy
+Take my clothes off?
+I ain't got time for this bullshit
+Who the fuck do you think you're dealing with here?
+[?]
+Yo, I rolled your fat ass over, and you was scared homie
+And if you don't get the fuck out of my face, they gon carry your black ass outta here
+Get the fuck out of here
+How you like that shit? Yeah, so what you sayin'?
+What I'm sayin', what I'm sayin', muthafucka, this is my song and this is the end of that shit, goddamn it!
+Fuck that!
+Look woman, fuck that, I don't want no ass from you no more. Look, just step the fuck...
+**************************************************
+CappucinoIt was a cafe? It was a cafe on the west side
+It was a cafe? On
+It was a cafe? On the west side, midtown
+It was a cafe? On the west side, midtown
+
+Said they had the best cap of Cappucino around
+So I stepped in, and I ordered a cup
+Someone grabbed me by my throat and said, "Shut the fuck up!"
+And I did, pronto, quick fast
+How much longer would the torture last?
+In the wrong place, at the wrong time
+It was a drug sale, I could feel from behind
+
+Death, it was gettin' closer, right behind my back
+Ready to attack
+I got shot in a shoot out, and then I died
+I could feel it, I was on the other side
+In between lives, I'm so confused
+What do I do, oh, what do I do?
+But was it really time for me to go?
+
+Why, oh why did I need Cappucino?
+Why, oh why?
+Why, oh why did I need Cappucino?
+Why, oh why?
+Why, oh why did I need Cappucino?
+
+Why, oh why did I need Cappucino?
+But then I calmed down, I spotted some friends
+That I knew in a past life, way back when
+A couple had died in a drug world
+And this one guy died fightin' over his girl
+Another died drivin' while intoxicated
+Why do people make livin' so complicated?
+But then I saw a girl, her name was Mary
+
+Introduced to drugs by her boyfriend Harry
+He sold crack to the kids on the uptown corners
+A social worker named Hannah Smith tried to warn her
+But she wouldn't listen, no one listens
+I saw the light, I awakened, it was a dream
+Man oh man, you shoulda heard me scream
+So glad to be given - my life back
+So good to be livin' - or is dead better?
+
+I didn't have to run from the bullets or drugs
+And I didn't have to run from the murderers or thugs
+I didn't have to worry about fallin' from a plane
+But at this café was death still callin' my name?
+Or did this café even exist?
+And was my name just another on the death list?
+I knew it couldn't happen, even though
+On the bottom of my shirt was a spot of Cappucino
+Cappucino, Cappucino
+
+Bust it, to some of you that really don't know
+I break it down to you, the word 'Cappucino'
+It's somewhat like coffee, then again not quite
+It's creamy and smooth, and it goes down light
+They charge you 3 dollars, you ask is it worth it?
+But when you start drinkin' shit, it'd be workin'
+I'm hooked, well, I was, cause, yo, it's the best
+But if every time I drink I voyage through death
+I leave it alone and just stick to tea
+Cappucino was fly, but too fly for me
+
+Why, oh why did I need Cappucino?
+Cappucino
+Why, oh why did I need Cappucino?
+Cappucino
+
+Why, oh why? Why, oh why?
+Why, oh why did I need Cappucino?
+Cappucino, Cappucino
+Cappucino, Cappucino
+
+It was a café on the west side
+It was a café on the west
+It was a café on the west side
+It was a café on the west
+Cappucino
+**************************************************
+I Am Woman[Verse 1]
+I am woman, hear me roar
+When I grab the mic it's never a bore
+When I'm on stage, sayin' a rhyme
+I often wonder what ya think of mine
+Is it fresh or weak, or is it live or dead?
+Yo, it's got ta be somethin' if you're boppin' your head
+To the beat, can I get an amen brother?
+Liked that rhyme? Well here goes another...
+
+[Hold up, hold up, hold up. Check it out. Before we go any further we
+Gotta announce who we are. I am DJ K-Rock and this is my homegirl, MC
+Lyte. Kick it for 'em!]
+
+[Verse 2]
+We had to pause for station identification
+Now ya know my name here's some more information
+Well, let's see, what you wanna know about me?
+MC L-Y-T-E
+[The Queen] Nah, that's too corny
+[The Sexy] Nah, that gets the guys too horny
+[The Best] Now that sounds conceited
+But what is true is true, so it has to be repeated
+The best is Lyte, when I'm on the mic
+And MC's look straight ahead cos this pitch'll make your neck tired
+And I say loosen up and relax
+The fiction you been livin' I'mma fill with facts
+Right now...
+
+[MC Lyte, DJ K-Rock. Name of the group is Me and My DJ. Kickin' it
+Live in '88. Do it.]
+
+[Verse 3]
+I am woman, hear me roar
+Comin' out fresher and flyer than I did before
+That's right, I'm well respected
+Don't get stupid, I'm well protected
+If ya wanna battle I'm well prepared
+Me and K-Rock are far from scared, you know what
+We're brave, livin' in a cave of gold
+Waitin' for the misbehaved to get bold
+But as I look around so far so good
+MC's behaving just like they should
+Hands are folded, no whispering or passing notes
+All attention to me ya have to devote
+I'm like a teacher, but then again not quite
+Cos a teacher's salary I make in a night
+On the mic rhymes witty and bright
+Maybe that's why the name is Lyte
+Yo, bust it, I'mma end it right here
+DJ K-Rock, you end it over there
+**************************************************
+Zodiac[Chorus]
+Libra, Cancer, Gemini, Pisces
+(What's your Zodiac sign?)
+Aries, Aquarius, Taurus, Sagittarius
+Leo, Virgo, Capricorn, Scorpio
+(What's your Zodiac sign?)
+When were you born? What's your sign?
+
+[Verse 1]
+One, zero, the month of the year
+I'm not a hero, but I come when in despair
+I float like the wind, the mighty air sign
+When I use my mind, it's not hard to find
+Those who would not like to see me fly
+Like to step on my wings and watch me die
+But that can never be, I use my scales
+Positive, negative energy, male and female
+Emotions within me
+Leo, Aquarius compatibility
+Also Gemini, but I got four eyes
+For one set of twins, I look deep within
+Often distracted by pretty little things
+Like the wings of an angel or the songs they may sing
+Argumentative, but I hate confrontation
+Ruled by Venus and starked with hesitation
+Procrastinator, but never an instigator
+You wanna riff, homie, I'll see you later
+Sapphire, My type of jew-el
+I turn on one who thinks he knows me too well
+Like the water barrier with the million dollar smile
+Flowing like the Nile or the waters from the Panama Canal
+Pisces, fabulous catch
+They remain detached, yet to find a match
+Don't lose your breath waiting to exhale
+I shall prevail weighing souls on the scales
+Follow me as we take this trip through astrology
+The galaxy from Pluto to Mercury
+What ya gonna do when the planets line up?
+Your time is up and your city blows up
+Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I fear none
+I'm at one with the sun 'til I'm done
+Astrologically speaking on the track
+Dropping solar facts about the Zodiac
+The sun and the moon and the stars
+Make up the universe, Earth is not far from the planet Mars
+Virgo the virgin running from the twins
+Stung by the Scorpions running through the Lions den
+Ram with legs of a crab
+With the half-man, half-horse waiting in the pass
+Of course, if you check the math, it's all symbolic
+Horoscopes are purely logic, check it
+
+[Chorus]
+Libra, Cancer, Gemini, Pisces
+(What's your Zodiac sign?)
+Aries, Aquarius, Taurus, Sagittarius
+Leo, Virgo, Capricorn, Scorpio
+(What's your Zodiac sign?)
+When were you born? What's your sign?
+**************************************************
+Stop, Look, Listen[Verse 1]
+I'm rhymin' and designin', also creatin'
+The dope def rhyme that is always being taken
+By a sucker MC that wants to be like me
+No trait of originality
+But yo, I am not one to down another
+So like I said before, just go for yours, sucker
+I'm gonna take the time to drop a dope line
+Or maybe even two, for you and your crew
+So you can start shakin' and movin' all around
+To the Lyte Thee MC and the King Of Chill sound
+It's new and improved like a freshly cut diamond
+Perfect timin', like a gem it's shinin'
+Or better yet a ruby, somewhat like a sapphire
+This jam you are forced to admire
+
+Stop, stop
+Look, look
+Listen
+
+[Verse 2]
+Wanna battle me? Now that's strange behavior
+Drink and drive, yeah, you're probably safer
+Cause when I start, I never give slack
+You feel like a 'kick me' sign was pinned to your back
+Yes I'm the super-duper with the roper-doper
+Got the clean drawers on, yeah, I hope ya
+Do, because I'm gonna strip you of your peace of mind
+Now your piece is mine, damn, that's unkind
+Come on, admit it, the Lyte is too fly
+The rhymes that I say you can't deny
+Because 100% is what I give it (Say what?)
+I haunt the house with the hip-hop spirit
+I tear it, repair it
+Like a hand-me-down make you wear it
+Save all your crocodile tears, grin and bear it
+And with all your other brothers you're gonna share it
+You hear me, junior? 'Cause soon you'll
+Be a grown man with the mic in your hand
+And understand biting's not part of the plan
+That's wrong, I thought I taught you better than that
+But that's what you get from a stabber in the back
+
+Stop, stop
+Look, look
+Listen
+
+[Verse 3]
+M.C. - Master of Creativity
+Rappin' is the activity
+Rhyme is the sport, let it be taught
+That Lyte Thee MC is takin no shorts
+In '88 I was great, but '89 is my time
+Stop, look, and listen - to the right rhyme
+K-Rock the DJ throws the cuts my way
+Put 'em on the reel-to-reel and let them play
+Leg 1 and Leg 2, they do the jumpin'
+The dancin', the pumpin', always up to somethin
+But when it comes to the rap category
+MC Lyte headlines the story
+
+(Extra, extra, read all about it)
+(Comin out fresh and flier than we did before)
+
+(Listen up everybody)
+**************************************************
+My Main Aim[Hook] x2
+To maintain, is my main aim
+Step aside while I do my dang thang
+I'm knowing that y'all can't hang
+To the best what I'm doin'
+Ain't nothin' 'bout to change man
+
+[Verse 1]
+I'm 'bout to school all these young cats, take 'em to church
+They still rockin' the block, I move the universe
+With a verse I murk any kid up on my turf
+Like a lady in Maiti I'm shady and ready to burst
+Hold up when you roll up
+Don't you know the girl Lyte stay swole up?
+Keep it glazed like a donut
+Get 'em hard now - Pull they card now
+Get 'em tore up from the floor up
+I gave 'em something to remember me -
+Should have been a friend of me
+Elbows, I got you nursin' all your injuries
+They want the best of me, to get next to me
+Feel the realness - Then they want to question me
+Where'd you get that flow from?
+How long you been rappin' and like old men can I come -
+On tour with ya?
+Grab the mic hit the stage get raw with ya
+'Till I drop on the floor with ya
+
+[Hook] x2
+
+[Verse 2]
+I'm much too quick for this
+Your jealousy is like a sickness
+I run my life like a business
+This is the raw deal, no time for small meals
+I want a copter to fly me to the lobster
+Still workin' in the hood but I roll like a rockstar
+And get respect like a Rasta
+Nobody move, nobody get hurt
+If you seein' my P.O.V. you understand my work
+Is for the good but the skill still hot
+I leave the spot shook so give it your best shot
+I'm out, to make the best out of what I present
+And you see me make a dollar out of 15 cent
+I keeps the cash flow, and I stash it low
+They on the other side thinkin' how the grass grow
+So green, so lean, so fresh it's -
+Nothin' left to know except I'm hot to death
+
+[Hook] x2
+
+[Verse 3]
+Never burn what I earn
+Come smart with the chips floss hard in the whip
+And most of these cats know I'm hard to get with
+So before they get, going I'm'a make 'em all quit - And sit
+And think about a strategy to get close to me
+Cause right now you're just so-so to me
+I keep it so bitter - So gully, so wizza
+So on and on, know that Lyte's no quitter
+Like that big bunny
+I'm on a mission for the money
+Years later and the haters still want me
+Without a CD released Lyte's platinum in the streets
+When they face the truth they can't compete
+When I grace the booth I show my steeze
+I got days of proof, it's about me
+I keep it movin' like a locomotive
+You want a challenge? Come on, let's toe-to-toe it
+
+[Hook] x2
+**************************************************
+Slave 2 the RhythmWhy is it that your watch stopped tickin, but you still keep clockin?
+And no matter how hard you jinx, I keep rockin
+Listen, hoe, cause I'm the Lyte one
+And if you're lookin for a fight, you found the right one
+
+(They call me Lyte)
+(And I'm a slave to the rhythm)
+
+(Funky fresh, dressed to impress, ready to party)
+
+[ VERSE 1 ]
+I'm not a procrastinator, or a instigator
+But when it comes to dope rhymes on the mic, I'm the creator
+I never look for trouble, but somehow it finds me
+But yo, I just conquer it, and leave it all behind me
+The L-y-t-e, very outspoken
+And when I rock a rhyme, sometimes I leave you chokin
+I'm the MC Lyte, comin live and direct
+I never lose a battle, cause I always come correct
+In any case I win, again and again
+You see Lyte is at the top till the very end
+And even though I may be short, believe, I don't take none
+Try your luck and we'll see who will get done
+I mean immediately, like quick fast
+Don't turn your back, cause this mic'll be in your ass
+And don't take what I say too lightly
+I beat you, defeat you so quietly
+Sneak up and hit you like a fuckin tornado
+Cause in the rap field Lyte's the fuckin a/k/a doe
+The capital L, the y to the e
+Shit, give me room and I'll slay an MC
+Whether it's in a crowd, or on the sneak tip
+I wax you and your posse watch you trip and flip
+As you drop the mic, cause you don't have the gift
+To rip a style, fast or slow
+(Why, Lyte?) Too busy hoein it, sniffin up blow
+Don't get mad, it's just a talent I was given
+What I'm sayin, I'm a slave to the rhythm
+
+[ VERSE 2 ]
+Bein that I'm dissin, I was reminiscin
+You was at my show, yo, you was on a mission
+(Yo, what you tellin me, Lyte?) she was ass-kissin
+No show, you hoe, no work, you jerk
+(Cool, Lyte, I think her feelings are hurt)
+Alright, I'll chill and I'll come to my senses
+But next time you diss, think of the consequences
+Yo, I am no joke, I'm sharp like barbwire
+Try to touch me, yo, you're bound to catch a fire
+I never lose my cool, but if I do, yo, you're lost
+I be forced to show and prove exactly who's the boss
+Who gets the income - and then some
+I don't diss you for the money, I diss you for the fun
+Don't get mad, it's just a talent I was given
+What I'm sayin, I'm a slave to the rhythm
+
+[ VERSE 3 ]
+It took a whole album for you to try and diss me
+And ha-ha-ha, slum bitch, you still missed me
+But yo, I'm off the dissin tip, cause that takes no creation
+I'm into other things that bring me commendation
+So I rap about funny things, or issues that are serious
+Sometimes I rap a topic that leave my people curious
+And other times I diss to put one in their place
+If I diss you on wax, then I will diss you to your face
+Some say I'm foul, and they don't like the way I'm livin
+But yo, ask me if I care...
+I'm just a slave, I'm just a slave, I'm just a slave
+To the goddamn rhythm
+
+(They call me Lyte)
+(And I'm a slave to the rhythm)
+
+(Funky fresh, dressed to impress, ready to party)
+
+'Gangstress', don't make me laugh
+Ha-ha-ha
+And keep your eyes on this
+And keep your eyes on THIS
+
+
+(They call me Lyte)
+(And I'm a slave to the rhythm)
+
+(Funky fresh, dressed to impress, ready to party)
+**************************************************
+Check[Verse 1]
+Get it if you can, if you cannot get up off the pot
+You been missing, pissing up the spot a lot
+And I've been waiting on the sideline, give you the guideline
+Get up in that pocket like a pocket light, but they don't rock it right
+They don't concern me, can't even burn me
+Not even with a lighter, all them liars, they ain't worthy
+You heard me, I'm a loner: me, myself, and I
+I'm a powerhouse, ready to collide with the greatest tide
+It's like a typhoon in the making
+What I'm saying leave your whole city shaking, broken down, better start praying
+I ain't playing, this ain't hopscotch, on the block, or skelly up in den streets
+Get jelly whenever we meet
+Chic, I'm about my paper; dudes, see ya later
+South side of the equator, so hot, gotta thank my maker
+I'm here, flow with the best of them, get low with the rest of them
+Rang the alarm in '88 and I'm still buzzin'
+Cousin, they trying to hate, but I just elevate
+Get it straight: I'm Lyte as a rock and they featherweight
+
+[Hook]
+You said you seen it all, but you ain't never seen the Lyte
+They talk a good game, but they ain't ready for this life
+I'm trying to give you the code, let the future unfold
+I had to follow them rules, that's how I open them doors
+
+[Hook]
+I put that work in; check
+Hustle hard; check
+I paid my dues; yep
+I gave you hits like Ruffneck
+And I'm still grinding; yep
+Still shining; yep
+I'm all that's left; yep
+I'm still the best, but you ain't yet
+
+[Verse 2]
+I'm living life to the fullest, everywhere I go they ask
+How you pass like a bullet, speed of Lyte and that Lytro gas
+Here I go, there I go, here I go again
+I ain't no fad like Michael Jack, they know I'm Bad
+Not bad meaning bad, but bad meaning good
+You from the hood, you understood, and understand just who I am
+I live to be free, I live for the beat, I live for the biz
+That's what it is, no wondering, I get it in, I get it done
+You are the one, but I am the Lyte; without me, you're out of sight
+I'm taking this entire game to a new height
+Just watch me, just like you do YouTube and Hulu
+Lyte is back and all over this map like who knew
+Rapping to you; listen because I might not say it again
+Find good people, wave them in
+Let them haters and them [?] ain't know saving them
+It's casualties in this game of life, that may not seem right
+So if you get it, then get it get it, then get it right
+
+[Pre-Hook]
+You said you seen it all, but you ain't never seen the Lyte
+They talk a good game, but they ain't ready for this life
+I'm trying to give you the code, let the future unfold
+I had to follow them rules, that's how I open them doors
+
+[Hook]
+I put that work in; check
+Hustle hard; check
+I paid my dues; yep
+I gave you hits like Ruffneck
+And I'm still grinding; yep
+Still shining; yep
+I'm all that's left; yep
+I'm still the best, but you ain't yet
+**************************************************
+Top Billin’MC am I, people call me Milk
+When I'm bustin' up a party I feel no guilt
+Milk is cuttin' up for the
+Suckers that's down with me
+
+The one of us, that's how I feel
+To be down you must appeal
+To the two, we're rated R
+We're gifted, and we're going far
+
+Down the road, to the bank
+While I'm here I'd like to thank
+Mom and dad, they knew the time
+T is scratching, Lyte is rhyming
+
+Milk is chillin', Lyte is chillin'
+What more can I say? Top billin'
+That's what we get, got it good
+Since you understood, would you?
+
+Stop scheming, and looking hard
+I got a great big bodyguard
+So step up if you wanna get hurt
+Milk Dee's gonna pull the skirt
+
+I gets money, money I got
+Stunts call me honey if they feel real hot
+That's how it is, you can ask Giz
+I stole your nigga while you was in prison
+
+Jail, for MC assault
+You was jealous it's all your fault
+
+Milk is chillin', Lyte is chillin'
+What more can I say? Top billin'
+That's what we get, got it good
+And since you understood, would you?
+
+Clap your hands, your hands you clap
+If your girl's out of place it's your girl I slap
+
+And if you're dumb, you'll ask why?
+I am from that do or die
+MC Lyte, Lyte the MC
+I got a brother and his name's Milk Dee
+
+Milk is chillin', Lyte chillin'
+What more can I say? Top billin'
+That's what we get, got it good
+Since you understood, would you?
+
+Bite a rhyme, if you dare
+I get the papers so I don't care
+My contributions to this jam
+Is confusing, because I am
+
+Milk Dee's dated all the way
+The super easy mightiest MC okay
+Yes I'm down, down by law
+I get the fellas out on the floor
+
+Milk is Dee, down is he
+Two the, at the top is where he'll be
+The place was packed, when we toured
+Girls come in you won't be bored
+
+Milk is chillin', Lyte is chillin'
+What more can I say? Top billin'
+That's what we get, got it good
+And since you understood, would you?
+
+Do a dance, dance the two
+If, you can dance it's easy to do
+This dance is on and on and on
+Dance until your breath is gone
+**************************************************
+Cravin’[Hook]
+I wanna know
+I'm done waiting
+There's a passion in the air that I'm craving
+And I can't hold out, don't wanna hold back
+I can't hold out for you
+I can't hold out, don't wanna hold back
+I can't hold out for you
+
+[Verse 1: MC Lyte]
+Time to live life, make it amazing
+Been craving since the days of Days Inn
+Now I'm at the Four Seasons, I got a reason
+To celebrate, something to believe in
+Great times, great minds think alike
+You ain't for doing it right, then get a life
+What time in this game means is bittersweet
+But even my enemies know I'm the centerpiece
+
+[Hook]
+
+[Verse 2: MC Lyte]
+No more waiting, time to post up
+Somebody yell "Action" -- time for close-ups
+Ready for the blast-off; dudes take your hats off
+Respect diamonds on my neck -- now that's boss
+Good living never hurt nobody
+Ladies, grab your honey; fellas, grab your hottie
+Let's make it a moment that we'll never forget
+Like nothing ever will be better than this
+
+[Hook]
+
+[Bridge]
+Na na na na
+Na na na na
+
+[Verse 3: MC Lyte]
+Hands up if you know that you're feeling the vibe
+Hands up if you know we gon' get it tonight
+(We gon' party like nobody's)
+Hands up if you really 'bout getting your cream
+Hands up if you interested in reaching your dreams
+It's like yeah, keep 'em in the air
+It's 'bout to go down, and we 'bout to take you there
+
+[Hook]
+**************************************************
+Funky Song[Intro: various samples]
+Uhh {Yeah, yeah...}
+"Funky song" {ha, ha}
+"Cause ain't nothin goin on, but a funky song"
+Yes yes yes
+
+K-Rocks is gonna rock, I mean go get hype
+So you people all aboard and Lyte has the light
+Fresh this dope, promise this too strong
+And yo, you can't go wrong with a funky song
+
+[samples]
+
+I don't know the reason
+For which that I've become fanatic
+For some bass drums and a few hi-hats
+But yo please, don't say microphone
+Cause I'll be forced to kick whoever thinks they king off they throne
+But yo people talk speakers, and sneakers if you wanna
+Yeah I like the cars that go boom, I won't front, yup!
+Annnd people talkin woofers and the tweeters
+I like to go above ten on the volume cause yo it's
+Just, a touch, or bass ("a little bit, a little bit")
+Now check the rhythm the rhyme, yeah it fits
+It steals your mind like a needle
+And then holds on to it like a hostage
+And amazement is shown on ALL your faces
+To what MC Lyte has given
+
+[samples]
+
+Yo~! I'm definitely proud to say
+Those that never heard the tunes well, it's time to vic
+So cough up your dollars, put your money where your mouth is
+And we can surely as hell get down to business
+Don't ever doubt me or what I'm capable of
+I have to show and prove that I am a thug
+Or should I say the ultimate, yeah that's perfect
+Cause I'm as ultimate as money can get
+So get the ghetto blaster, boombox, whatever you call it
+Grab it by the handle and start to haul it
+If you're chillin in your car, open up your back windows
+Turn the volume up and let the sounds flow
+Or pop a tape in your Benzi box
+And drive ten miles per hour through every block
+So they can hear the hip-hop, pumpin in the ride
+And when you're finished press auto-reverse and play the other side
+
+[samples]
+
+When you're talkin to my deejay, a talk a crossfader
+His organized Technics'll leave a flavor later
+Cause just like a basshead CHIN, crack greater
+And try his hits like "Yo this sure tastes"
+I'm in high pursuit, hope I don't have to shoot
+Get down or sit down with all of you
+So when you call on my deejay, a call him K-Rock
+And when you thought you heard it all here comes the shock
+My rhymes, hotter than a danger lie
+It's just like that, don't ask why
+But I'm cool, cooler than the rocks on a mountaintop
+Cause yo Lyte lift the party up further yup
+And if you're comin to the jam, yo it's like a hijack
+Once you step in, there's no turnin back
+It's hypnotism, done every time
+You're stickin out your tongue to get a taste of the rhyme
+And just like I planned it, satisfies your tastebuds
+It's silky and milky, cause your mouth to flood all over you
+Dribble and drool you still remain cool
+Cause that's what I'm like, rap is made to do
+But anyway, since I don't think my job is complete
+Say goodnight 'til the next time we meet
+
+[samples]
+**************************************************
+Druglord SuperstarGot a new gig, here you come again kid
+Fresh out the dog, done did your bid
+But you can't stay here no more
+Not in this crib
+Not with the foul way that you used to live
+I remember you would take long trips on the first of the month
+Not giving a fuck about what I want
+
+(Da Brat)
+Hey Lyte, fuck that nigga, smoke this shit
+Count to ten, it's all good
+
+The day that you left I spent mad dough trying to get shit fixed
+Cause of your fucking death wish
+Broken glass everywhere, cause a motherfucka like you just didn't care
+Got my shit shot up, had to buy a new body for my Benz, cause of your wild ass friends
+Years ago when you started on the scene, back and forth smuggling shit from Caribbean
+It was you and your boy Dunn, making them suicide runs
+But it was all in fun till Dunn tried to run with half of your cut
+Now your boss is looking at you saying "What the fuck is up?"
+What's up? But you say, "Fuck him" you could start your own ring and things
+Besides you get a lot of peeps to swing
+Now you got eight men working 7 days a week
+2 be the runners, 5 on the street
+1 be the side kick,, the right hand, you know the one that ride shotgun thinking he the man
+They'd kill to be where you are, oh yeah! The druglord superstar...
+
+[Hook: MC Lyte & Da Brat x2]
+Sometimes you gotta give a little to get a little
+(And other times I get stuck in the middle)
+I'm fed up I can't take it no more
+(See im bustin' on the next nigga knockin' in my door)
+
+You got a new crib, new truck, new car
+Trying to fit in, throwing parties for them big type rap stars
+But on the other side of town, shit is getting hot, your man got shot
+And they blew up your tree spot, on 125th and St. Nick, shit is getting thick
+Your boy got caught in St. Martin with a brick, now he's exile
+You down to 6 motherfuckas and 3 of them motherfuckas is nothing but suckas
+I got feds at my door wanna know do I know a black
+Now I ain't never called ya no shit like that, I'm fed up
+I can't take it no more, you see I'm blazing at the next nigga knocking at my door
+I heard you're on the run now, D is in the penile
+Ratted your ass out and gave that what, when and how
+They'd all kill to be where you are, the druglord superstar
+
+[Hook: MC Lyte & Da Brat x2]
+
+
+They found a boy in the sand, it was Poppi your man with his eyes dug out and black engraved in his hand
+Word around is you're the ass in the biz
+To let 'em kill your men off you must be soft
+Heard they shot up your car and ransacked your loft
+Now you need a get away a place to hide, cause your man done snitched on the inside
+You was on the run like a slave aback in the days, you must have been nodding when
+They said
+"Crime don't pay"
+I got a new gig, here you come again kid, fresh out the dog
+Done did your bid but you can't stay here no more, not in this crib
+Not with the foul way that you choose to live...
+
+
+[Outro]
+Motherfucka -- you know what/
+Just, just take your shit all right! Just take it!
+Cause I'm sick of this shit - I can't take it no more
+Just take it, I don't know who the fuck you think you are
+Thinking you could just come back here and try to enter my life -- like I need you
+I dont -- I'm thru with you motherfucka
+Just get out! You put me thru too much heartache
+Too much shit
+I had to go thru -- I can't do it no more
+**************************************************
+Dear John[Intro: MC Lyte]
+Dear John
+Know this life has been filled with stress and pain
+If I could, I would take it all away
+All away
+
+[Verse 1: MC Lyte]
+I know you gotta feel like your back is pinned against the wall most times
+But in those times, you remain open
+Closed minds will get you nowhere
+Gotta move with no fare, so dear
+I salute you
+Knowing everything you've been through is just a journey
+Every man must take the key
+For some it's not to make the same mistakes
+And fall victim to the chaos the world creates
+In the heat of the moment
+You can mistake an ally for an opponent
+And wipe your own out
+What a waste, and an evasive hate
+You discover that it's too late
+
+[Hook: 10Beats] (x2)
+What you wanna do
+So you wanna be ballers, shot callers
+Dippin' in the Benz straight lawless
+Or would you rather be fathers to your daughters?
+Even though it's getting harder
+
+[Verse 2: Common]
+A letter to the better, to better the demonstration
+Situation got you wishin' for ventilation
+Can't a nigga breathe, trying to find what I believe
+It's hard for a tree to grow when father figures leave
+Plus I got a seed and my baby mama need
+Smoke a little weed to keep my mind free
+Only God can judge me, so to him I plead
+Fifth in my hand, the myth of a man
+That I should know it all and I ain't supposed to fall
+Getting locked up and boxed up, protocol
+Writings on the wall, fighting for the cause
+Read a letter from the world and it said "It's yours"
+
+[Hook] (x2)
+
+[Verse 3: MC Lyte]
+Confused with those who say they have your back
+I feel your pain, I know you're under attack
+To be strong in all things in all ways, just ain't real, so some stray
+Lives left in hallways, death's breath is in the air
+Let your thirstful life persevere
+Someone once said you were chosen
+Bus as you gotten older, doors are now closin'
+Karma comes around
+And all those silly things you did as a grown child are wheelin' down in your direction
+But not all hope is lost
+Gather your thoughts for the second coming
+And I'm guessing you'll be stronger than you've ever been
+Ever
+
+[Hook] (x2)
+**************************************************
+I Go On[Intro]
+Yeah! This is Lyte coming at you. Shouting out to everybody in the hood.. up to no good. The ruffneck got it going on! Yeah and i'ma do it like this
+
+[Verse 1]
+Now kick it!
+You flap your tongue and talk about this and that
+But all of that wrong rap is real whack
+I'm on a roll of my own, you can't play me
+So when you talk about the Lyte, get it right, baby
+Because I think I'm all that, making niggas call back
+They hit the cat and I refuse to call 'em back
+It ain't worth it for the moment or the minute
+You was in it then you want it but, no, now ya done, kid
+I'm only taking shorts if it means I'm wearing 'em
+Some of these guys, yo, I'm only scared of them
+They can't handle what I got to give and always will
+I'm not the run of the mill
+I got skills I go on and on as ya boy, K Born!
+But I had to kick 'em out before the dawn turn 'em on
+
+[Hook]
+I go on and on and on and on
+Let it flow, ya don't stop
+I go on and on and on and on
+Let it flow or ya don't stop!
+
+[Verse 2]
+A night owl on the prowl, here's a victim
+Soon as I spot 'em bu duh duh, duh duh stick em
+Now I got 'em where I want him
+And he's all mine, no crime but now he's on prime time
+We hit the door, did the booty in the slow mo'
+I like to spank 'em, gave 'em bacon on the down low
+But that's all, that's it, see ya later, hops
+I gave ya props but I'm gonna drop ya at the bus stop
+'Cause you was on it like a hornet dog on it
+Got me heated then ya beat it now you know just how to treat it
+You kinda slow tho when it comes to brain cells
+But you can go 'cause I came and I did it well
+Sorry to hurt ya but honey, I'm a real one
+You got to go if you ain't the funky feel one
+And when I'm out it I hope that ya not torn
+Because my brother life goes on
+
+[Hook x4]
+
+[Verse 3]
+Now let's swing back on the topic
+Brothers wanna pop it, knock it and lock it
+I'm not having it 'cause I control my destiny
+I'm never letting a punk get the best of me
+So ease up if yo, you on a jealous tip
+I'm not about to be the victim in the news clip
+'Cause unlike some girls I fight back
+Or get the boys double up and do a head crack
+I only here for the righten night
+To be hit not smack not slapped or kicked
+So if you coming my way you gotta be strong
+Strong enough to know that hitting a women is wrong
+'Cause just like you, I can find others
+Too brothers that do the do quicker than you
+So if you looking for a straight up relationship
+Keep looking 'cause I ain't staying kid
+Because I'm outta and I hope that ya not torn
+But never give up 'cause life goes on
+
+[Hook x4]
+
+[Outro]
+Yeah coming at you for 1993, pumping in ya car pumping ya jeep
+Just like that! I like to give a shoutout to Brooklyn in the house, Queens, Staten Island, Long Island, Uptown, Bronx, New York is definitely in effect! LA! Detroit! Chicago! Atlanta! Virgina! Carolinas! Cacalac! Cacalac!
+**************************************************
+I Am the LyteI am the Lyte	(repeated)
+
+[ VERSE 1 ]
+Examine the style used in this sequence
+The rhyme's the clue, the record's evidence
+To the fact that I'm hypin this episode
+Cold carryin the extra wide load
+The beat is fat and the rhyme is thick
+All over the town you hear the sound and pick
+Me, the L the y the t the e
+Me, and if you see the Rock, I'm sure you'll see
+Me (Hey Lyte, what will you be doin?)
+Kickin it, bashin down competition
+And when I drop the bomb, you'll listen
+Boom! Now that I've got your attention
+I'm slammin what you wanna hear
+I just thought that I should mention
+'89 is the Lyte year
+Now's the time to roll like a rhinoceros
+Step to Lyte, that's preposterous
+I'm heavyweight, though I'm lightweight
+My looks the hook, my rhymes the bait
+And when I throw the line you proceed to take
+The goody, the treat that I hand you
+That you couldn't refuse
+Damn, I cram to understand you
+Your love is to Lyte to lose
+
+[ VERSE 2 ]
+I think you deserve this, you waited long enough
+For a rhyme that's super-duper extra tough
+Every human is lurkin and loomin
+Puba on the beat and you know the shit is boomin
+Tasty like pastry, fresh from the bakery
+First Priority, that's the way it has to be
+Feel the drum, I bet it makes your body numb
+One for all, and all for one I bet you come
+Hurry, hurry, step right up and see the show
+MC Lyte and K-Rock are about to throw
+Get on line and purchase your ticket
+(Hey, don't worry) Lyte is gonna kick it
+(Go on, be happy) I put you up on the scoop
+Now come and watch the party hoop
+
+[ VERSE 3 ]
+I am the Lyte, and it is time for me to go
+You wanna beef, save that shit for the toilet bowl
+I use styles, styles and much many styles
+I leave smiles, smiles and much many smiles
+On the people who come to see the Lyte perform
+(Word is bond)
+The rhyme will kick as the brain will tick
+You can tell because the record'll sell
+Old styles and new styles formatted together
+Bold or dull, so it doesn't matter whether
+Which comes first or vice-a versa
+It won't make a difference, as long as you rehearse-a
+Get it down pat, and come right and exact
+MC Lyte is comin right and I'ma say goodnight
+
+[ Grand Puba Maxwell ]
+Yeah
+MC Lyte in effect for '89
+One time to wreck that mind, boy
+Yeah
+Ah
+Pump, pump, pump it up
+Yeah
+Sure nuff
+MC Milk
+Warlord of the mixboard
+In effect
+Sure shot
+Yeah
+Pump (pump) (pump)..
+Mh-hm
+**************************************************
+Don’t Cry Big Girls[Verse 1]
+This is Lyte, and I'm just here to say
+That I choose to express my feelings this way
+Always alone, either with a microphone
+Or just plainly emphasize the tone
+Of my voice, cause yo, I know I'm your choice
+So when I am speaking, show your gratitude
+While I am teaching, I have no attitude
+I'm just here to get the job totally done
+85% work, 15% fun
+Sometimes I admit, I get so excited
+Rhyme for rhyme, I just can't fight it
+Can't stop the flow, it's just too persistant
+
+[Hook]
+Big girls don't cry
+Big girls don't cry
+
+[Verse 2]
+Can't stop the flow, it's just too persistant
+The level is extremely low on my resistance
+By you or any other I'll never be beaten at a
+Rap meeting, in other words a battle
+Cause y'all, I'm like a farmer, and y'all's the cattle
+Be a big girl about it, don't you start cryin
+That'll mean I made you weep without even tryin
+Lyte takes it like a big girl, I'm no jive girl
+Comin direct, tellin you that I'm a live girl
+'I'm positive', you've heard this expression before
+So next time you see Lyte shine through the door
+Don't talk behind my back, confront me like a big girl
+
+[Hook]
+Big girls don't cry
+Big girls don't cry
+
+[Verse 3]
+Don't talk behind my back, confront me like a big girl
+So I can take you to all slimmies of the world
+Big girls, we don't fight over men
+Although there's one worth fighting for every now and then
+But then I think again, it's not worth my while
+And it's also not a big girl style
+And I know you're thinkin: 'Wait, Lyte is slim and short?'
+While being brought up I was also taught
+Take it like it comes and proceed with the flow
+Lyte is the biggest of the big girls, and now you know
+
+[Hook]
+Big girls don't cry
+Big girls don't cry
+
+This is dedicated to Milk Dee from the Audio 2
+To Gizmo from the Audio 2
+The whole Alliance crew
+You know what I'm sayin?
+And to all the big girls
+Also the small girls
+You got time to grow up to be big girls
+
+[Hook]
+Big girls don't cry
+Big girls don't cry
+**************************************************
+Woo Woo (Freak Out)Uh, yeah
+Uh, yeah
+
+Verse 1:MC Lyte
+Naughty but you like and nasty but you want it
+I'm the chick that never front it
+Picture that
+Me wearin a pager
+So you can be down my back
+It ain't happin jack
+Am I too fine?
+If so I can leave
+Have somewhere to go
+You better believe
+I keep a tight schedule
+Not many are blessed
+Still on a quest
+Not knowin I'm da best
+Causin a mess wherever I go
+They still want me there I'm the star of the show
+Your ride is sweet
+My ride is much sweeter
+Come take a ride with this senorita
+Theres more to me that the eye can't see
+But I'm twice as much as you'd thought I'd be
+When I hit da scene
+All better be where cause da party don't jump till I get there
+
+Chorus ( Nicci Gilbert )
+
+Come on
+We're doin it everyday
+All night is how we like to play
+Feel the rhythm do what you want to do
+Kick back we're doin it at the woooooo
+
+Verse 2: MC Lyte
+
+You took to long to ask
+Now I don't know
+If you can hang wit my flow
+Keep it on da dlow I start da fire
+Watch it go down
+When it's time to put the flame out
+I put the juice down
+When you woo-woo
+So nasty it's sick Wanna know my tricks
+Studyin' me like a flick
+I'm the girl your mama warned you about at night
+Ask Ronnie, Bobby, Ricky and Mike
+I'm that candy girl
+I got da suga for your sweet toothe
+Comin in your crib in my birthday suit
+I'm that, bad habit you just can't shake
+What I want I take
+Some a y'all could relate
+Got the yab yum
+To get ya stuck like glue
+It ain't over to we all come through
+When I hit the scene
+All better be where cause da party don't jump til I get there
+
+Chorus x 2
+
+Verse 3: MC Lyte
+
+So you wanna be da tiger roaming through my woods huh
+Babe boy you gotta bring da goods
+Not just any penny
+Can get in my piggy
+Bently or empty you just can't tip me
+Lyte got, just what you like
+All up in your ear but I'm not like Mike
+Red Hot
+Be the brown chili peppa
+Y'all know my words
+Let's sing it together
+Light to infinite
+Like Dusk Til Dawn
+When I hit da scene
+All better beware cause da party don't ump da jump til I get there
+
+Chorus repeat til fades
+**************************************************
+The Wonder Years[Jay-Z]
+So let's lock this down like it's supposed to be
+
+[Mc Lyte]
+It's like the wonder years you blink and I appear
+From a cloud of smoke I'm like a full court press and you choke
+When I'm near pull up a chair let me explain how I maintain the youthful glow
+For you that don't know it's called H2O
+So stop asking when I walk by
+How I look so young and stay that fly
+It's elementary, kick the liquor when you turn dirty thirty
+The rest is a secret so I keep it for the worthy
+Some of us need to be doing the bid
+Spitting lyrics that's worst than Ritalin for kids
+They say "Lyte they ain't ready for nothin' you did"
+So we kick the same stuff as if we were stupid
+Take the same beat and loop
+50 times, Why not? that other group did
+It's idiotic, average and robotic
+I keep it real my mental thick like a Harvard clique
+I got them singing Bob Marley hits. (I don't want to wait.)
+They don't want to wait in vain
+But I'm worth all the joy and the pain
+Come hard when I hit, goddamn you know the name Lyte
+
+[Hook]
+Lock this down like its supposed to be
+The pioneers wonder years L-Y-T-E
+Oh yeah she's back the industry need that
+So pay attention to her I told y'all to listen to her
+Yeah Lyte she's back, the female G-Rap been in the limelight
+Baby girl get your mind right
+
+(Yeah I'mma do it like this)
+
+[Mc Lyte]
+Pass on the insight, teach a seed about Lyte
+And how I was the first female to smash the mic
+Yeah nigga, I speak the facts of life
+While a whole lot of others was crap on the mic
+Still showin Mc's what cash look like
+From the Jetta to the porsche to the navi I'm tight
+What I got it's hot you can have it to
+Praise god, work hard all you have to do
+I was born to be the Lyte to give the spark in the dark
+Spread the truth to the youth, the ghetto joan of ark
+It's sad these kids put you at the head of thier throne
+All you give them back is raps about your bone
+Gettin head in your whip, a studio in your home
+But who cares cause you dummies all sound like clones
+It's a mystery to me how you got this far
+Can't read, can't even count the miles on your car
+
+[Hook]
+
+[Mc Lyte]
+Yeah, You take this easy, slow it up on them
+I feel the animosity
+Loosen up the grip when I shoot from the lip, I hear it constantly
+"Yo Lyte kick that same shit you did in '86"
+I can't do that, I'm too evolved too big to stay small
+In a world full of problems, especially the U.S just can't solve them
+My data too robust they can't feel where I'm headed
+How I keep the mind, spirit and the body all connected
+Respected by many and any that want to test
+Bring them Timbos and leave home that pretty mini dress
+I'm a viking I'm fighting until the death of me
+As god blows breathe in me, I leave the legacy
+Lyte as a Rock!
+
+[Hook]
+**************************************************
+Kickin’ 4 Brooklyn[Hook]
+Kick this one for Brooklyn
+(Cha) (cha) (cha)
+Kick this one for the 90s
+(Boom) (cha-cha)
+Now kick this one here for Me & My DJ
+(Boom) (cha) (boom) (cha) (boom)
+
+[Verse 1]
+Now I was rockin' this party in the 90s, Brooklyn
+You know where the people get hype
+'ll rock a party from Friday to Saturday night
+48 hours done, and I still hold the mic
+I try to put you down and say that I'm through
+But they give it back to me and say, "Continue"
+That's the thing about Brooklyn, they never get enough
+Of the rap and the music and all the good stuff
+That makes your life worth livin' for
+Respect is the crowd, the crowd that I draw
+Never am I dissed, and never ever shall I be
+Ain't a MC alive that can deal with me
+And if you think you're the one that can deal with this
+Well, you ah - best prepare for a big fat dis
+
+[Hook]
+Kick this one for Brooklyn
+(Cha) (cha) (cha)
+Kick this one for the 90s
+(Boom) (cha) (cha)
+Now kick this one here for Me & My DJ
+(Boom) (cha) (boom) (cha) (boom)
+
+[Verse 2]
+Now I was chillin' in Flatbush, mindin' my own
+When a girl walked up with a chrome microphone
+She said, "Hey, MC Lyte, I heard about you
+So here's the microphone, let's see what you can do"
+So I took the microphone and I threw it to the ground
+Cause I need no assist when it comes to gettin' down
+When I start to rap, she start to shake
+She knew to confront me was truly a mistake
+So she picked the microphone off the grey concrete
+And before I turned around, she was down the street
+
+[Hook]
+Now kick this one for Brooklyn
+(Cha) (cha) (cha)
+Kick this one for the 90s
+(Boom) (cha-cha)
+Now kick this one here for Me & My DJ
+(Boom) (cha) (boom) (cha) (boom)
+
+[Verse 3]
+Now when I'm on the stage, everyone starts starin'
+Is it what I'm sayin', or is it what I'm wearin'?
+50/50 chance it's what I'm sayin'
+And at the same time what my deejay is playin'
+If you can get hype and sort of like loud
+Yo, K-Rock, kick this one for the crowd
+I been to lots of parties, mostly Uptown
+And one thing I noticed: young people get down
+So hip-hoppers, hip-hoppers, from all around
+Get with the funky sound
+
+[Hook]
+Kick this one for Brooklyn
+(Cha) (cha) (cha)
+Now kick this one for the 90s
+(Boom) (cha-cha)
+Now kick this one here for Me & My DJ
+(Boom) (cha-cha-cha)
+(Boom) (cha-cha-cha)
+(Boom) (cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-chack)
+**************************************************
+Like a VirginFifteen years old, thought I was in love
+I was never told, sex is like drugs
+Too much'll drive you crazy -- in fact
+The brother was so good, had me comin back
+Took my virginity, like he took my heart
+I had to find the Lyte, he left me in the dark
+All alone, no one to be with
+And the brothers they ask me why I riff
+I got hard, grew a shell upon my back
+I had to get a grip, to keep my life intact
+I had to let em know, Lyte is not fragile
+Cause if they think this, brothers can get - foul
+They'll use, bruise and abuse
+Dump your ass and be sure to choose
+The next fresh fish that steps into the place
+If they desire, they forgot your face
+Lovin them and leavin them, that was their reasonin
+Thinkin he was pleasin you, when he was just TEASIN you
+Summer was over, back in school
+He said come over, that would be cool
+I said OK, it's been a year now
+Some even asked why, some even asked how
+Could you wait that long, for me to be with it
+Some said yo Hobbes, you're never gonna get it
+But then the time came, you and I both came
+Things would soon change, never would they be the same
+Before this afternoon, took place
+I was in love, I walked around in space
+I'd rush home from school just to speak to you
+Talk for an hour, maybe even two
+We'd just laugh though, nothing serious
+I guess back then, you were just curious
+To see what I was like, just to touch my flesh
+I could be wrong though, that's my first guess
+
+..
+
+You was in your house, I was in mine
+As long as we were chattin on the line, it was fine
+All alone, yet talkin on the phone
+If you got bored you felt your bone
+And as bad as I am, I talked you through every stroke --
+Lyte ain't no joke!
+You've been beggin for some time, for me to come visit
+You never got mad though, if I wasn't widdit
+But this day was different, I was feelin in the mood
+For some slow type of groove or some soul food
+In other words sex, yeah that's better
+I threw on the Jordache, the Izog sweater
+That was in style then, come on don't laugh
+Sergio's, Lee's, you wore those in the past
+Anyway I arrived, twenty past five
+He'd been hypin himself, sayin he was quite live
+I said here's your chance, show me some romance
+We begin to slow dance, off with his pants
+BOOM it was over, damn that was quick
+Too bad little homey had a widdle widdle *HORN*
+The only one I've seen, cause yo he was the first
+But since I've had others, damn he was the worst
+I was in love though, that didn't matter
+Nothin you could say, could ever shatter
+My world, take it away, just a young little girl
+Oh well
+He stepped, jet, family moved
+Leavin me in the mood for some soul food
+Damn I felt hurt, just like a jerk
+Would somebody PLEASE just mush my face in dirt
+So I can hide, from the whole fuckin world
+WHAT THE FUCK IS LOVE, such a naive girl!
+Suppose I got pregnant, damn I'd be lost
+My mom woulda kicked me out to live with Jack Frost
+I guess I'm lucky though, lonely for sure
+Waitin for the fucker to come knockin at my door
+I didn't hold my breath though, I might be dead
+Yo 45, next time I'll use my head
+**************************************************
+Keep On, Keepin’ On (Remix)[Intro: Delite]
+Remix, check it out
+
+[Verse 1: MC Lyte]
+B-boy, where the fuck you at?
+I been looking for you're ass since a quarter past
+Hot peas and butter, baby, come and get your supper
+Before I make you suffer, that's when you had enough-a
+Can I get hot when you hit the jackpot?
+Surely I can if you the man
+I get loose and produce large amounts of juice
+Can you get used to that or do you need a boost of energy
+To enter me and get it on
+You're getting warm
+I can feel you getting closer
+Now baby, down this Mimosa
+You better believe it's time to give a toast to
+The woman of the decade, too bad to be played
+Get vexed and I'm bound to throw shade
+All over your body
+Who's body, your body
+I can rock a party like nobody
+Leaving time to take home the loot
+Choosy about who I let knock my boot
+Now let me take sight while your loving the Lyte
+Life ain't all that unless you're doing it right
+
+[Chorus: Xscape]
+Keep on keepin' on
+You came and you changed my world
+Keep on keepin' on
+You came and you changed my world
+A love brand new
+
+[Verse 2: MC Lyte]
+Beware of the stare when I step the piece
+I come in peace but I got shit that need to be released
+Now who from the chosen shall I choose?
+Yeah, now you wish you was in his shoes
+I found me a new nigga this year
+That knows how to handle this here
+Now I look forward to going home at night
+Brother does me right, under the candlelight
+Wax upon my back, can I handle all of that
+A-yes, I can, can or why not
+If I wanna, yes, I can, can
+More honey than a bumblebee hive
+Pulling sixty-nine ways out my archive
+Sweet like licorice, sugar for my booga
+Juicy like Hi-C or an Icee
+I got shit to make your ass write a bad check
+'Cause like I said I ain't afraid of the sweat
+Beat on my drum if you feel the need to
+As I proceed to open up and feed you
+I got a longing to put you where you wanna be
+Ven aqui and I'll get rid of all company
+
+[Chorus: Xscape]
+Keep on keepin' on
+You came and you changed my world
+Keep on keepin' on
+You came and you changed my world
+A love brand new
+
+[Verse 3: MC Lyte]
+Many have tried strict regulations
+Lazy motherfuckers get put on probation
+Those that didn't perform well
+They gets no answer when they ring-a-ring-a my bell
+You're playing with my time, trying to jerk me
+Hurt me then desert me, you better work me
+While you got the opportunity
+To be in the midst of the L-Y-T-E
+Only the strong survive, only the wise excel
+Once said by my born-in-hell
+Only the lonely die slowly
+Left all alone try to control me
+Easy does it never ask how was it
+Never speak my info of my sheets in the streets
+'Cause that ain't cool, and that ain't cute
+To talk about who knocked the boot on a video shoot
+But it's all good though, you gotta get it when you want it
+Sight your prey, make your move and hop up on it
+It's natural, never be ashamed
+Fuck the fame, get the name, and kick the game
+
+[Chorus: Xscape]
+(All you gotta do is) Keep on keepin' on
+You came and you changed my world
+Keep on keepin' on
+You came and you changed my world
+A love brand new
+Keep on keepin' on
+You came and you changed my world
+Keep on keepin' on
+You came and you changed my world
+A love brand new
+Keep on keepin' on
+
+[Outro: Xscape & Delite]
+It's the remix, uh
+Yes, baby, uh
+Ya don't stop
+It goes on and on and ya don't stop
+Just keep it on
+Keep on keepin' on
+Uh, yes, yes, y'all
+You came and you changed my world
+A love brand new
+Keep on keepin' on
+2000, uh, 2000, 2000 watts
+Keep on keepin' on
+**************************************************
+Ride Wit MeLytro, yeah, hm, yo
+Yeah, fuck the rest be, nobody can test me
+Rich like Nestle, thick like Wesley
+Snipe out, I'm the type that be about
+Crashin' up in ya joint and knockin' the lights out
+Feelin' lovely, trust me, I'm drug free
+Only chewed on bringing out the thug in me
+Cos you sittin' on my nerves, when we've already heard
+That garbage, played-out crap you call rap
+Some chicks say they love that, well I'm above that
+Calling me a ho won't do it's two, double O two
+And my crew roll thick like BIG
+Act up, and be puttin' that ass to sleep
+You got nothing for me, been there, smelt the dope and
+Rollin' with the shelter, making niggas jail free
+Like a Luger, I spit thick shit
+That a leave ya squad sick, cos I ran up in this shit
+
+Holla, get crunk, get live with me
+Brotha, don't make you as fly as me
+Gotta get yo' ass up and vibe with me
+Come on ride with me, come on ride with me
+Holla, get crunk, get live with me
+Brother, don't make you as fly as me
+Gotta get yo' ass up and vibe with me
+Come on ride with me, come on ride with me
+
+Still got the little frame with the big name
+Watch it change cos, nah nigga, we ain't in the same gang
+We walk different and we talk a different slang
+You a sidekick, and I'm a four point six range
+You a one roof flat, I'm fifty acres of land
+In Jamaica with your man laid up, gettin' a tan
+Thought you knew, I'm overdue
+And you're overrated so cats are over you
+I inspired you, come on now, no way
+? that rumour, the consumer won't believe it anyway
+Never play with the messenger, Head on Joan of Arc
+When I'm coming through these parts like just cut the dark
+I'm a trendsetter, go getter, bringer back
+Cos I'm fed up, ready to get a set up
+Oh you scurred, vision blurred
+Cos I serve these words
+And pitch them bitches with a curse
+
+Holla, get crunk, get live with me
+Brotha, don't make you as fly as me
+Gotta get yo' ass up and vibe with me
+Come on ride with me, come on ride with me
+Holla, get crunk, get live with me
+Brother, don't make you as fly as me
+Gotta get yo' ass up and vibe with me
+Come on ride with me, come on ride with me
+
+Yo what I'm sayin I've been layin' waitin' for the right situation
+New York hawk city playin', back in the BK bomber
+Niggas in the hood call me Lyte
+But brothers call me Lana Moorer the high scorer
+Play fool if you wanna, we closin' after quarter
+I started it and I shut the shit down
+Sit down, don't nobody move, I'm making haters quit now
+Been a long time coming but I'm running with the torch
+Race, got a lot a rats but I can't be caught, or bought
+Cos I won't sell out, that's why me and the big dogs, we fell out
+Not with a major, but I'm still major league
+Crash ya dome with this ? then watch your nose bleed
+You want it, you can get it anytime
+Cos I got many lines for niggas of any kind, you know me
+
+Holla, get crunk, get live with me
+Brotha, don't make you as fly as me
+Gotta get yo' ass up and vibe with me
+Come on ride with me, come on ride with me
+Holla, get crunk, get live with me
+Brother, don't make you as fly as me
+Gotta get yo' ass up and vibe with me
+Come on ride with me, come on ride with me
+
+Holla, get crunk, get live with me
+Brotha, don't make you as fly as me
+Gotta get yo' ass up and vibe with me
+Come on ride with me, come on ride with me
+Holla, get crunk, get live with me
+Brother, don't make you as fly as me
+Gotta get yo' ass up and vibe with me
+Come on ride with me, come on ride with me
+**************************************************
+Can You Dig ItI got the charm and the wit of a pop hit
+But I'm street.. "Catch the beat"
+Don't drop it, just don't stop it
+Don't you dare step off the topic
+That I got a one-track mind and this track's all mind
+The whole three four five six seven eight nine
+In the pocket, burstin in the air are rockets
+Creatin lots of Lyte -- get it?
+How many different ways can I say it?
+Piano Man, how many ways can you play it?
+I spell it out, the L-Y-T-E
+Without a doubt.. "Got to be funky!"
+And it damn sho' nuff is
+It gotta be like that, in this rough biz
+Of music, baby, use it or lose it
+What's funky is funky, you can't refuse it
+I got a grip on the groove and it won't move
+An inch until I pinch this party
+
+"Can you dig it?"	"Right on"	"Right on!" (4X)
+
+It's my style, love it, or lump it
+It's my beat, pass it or pump it
+And it thumps, like a heartbeat
+And when it gets old, it won't get weak
+It'll get stronger, much stronger
+Long live the King, but the Lyte lives longer
+It's well argumented and well documented
+I hold the title of the best, you can't prevent it
+With a ten foot pole, you can't hold em
+Born to be wild is what a song once told me
+Was my destiny, so I strive to be the best
+Lo and behold..
+Every rhyme I write, you gots to chant them
+Every song I sing, a national anthem
+Is there a message in my music?
+If I can do it -- you can do it!
+
+"Can you dig it?"	"Right on"	"Right on!" (8X)
+
+The L, Y, T, E, has to make
+"funky funky funky hit records" Constantly!
+So in the advent of an event
+I have to invent a dope style comment
+I come off with flyin colors
+I keep my own identity, compared to no others
+It's hard to do, but I pull it through
+Cause I'm Lyte the MC, that's what I do
+The body snatcher, yo I gots to catch a
+MC head up, bring on a batch of
+New ones, so I can systematically do em
+The old ones, HUH, I already been through em
+Two by two, I do em like Noah
+Yes you know the time, so let's go
+The bottom line, is I'm funk bound
+K-Rock and Master T, let's get down
+
+"Can you dig it?"	"Right on"	"Right on!" (8X)
+**************************************************
+Have U Ever[Hook]
+Have you ever, ever in your long living life
+Seen a woman rock the mic
+Like the one called the Lyte
+(Repeat)
+
+[Verse 1]
+As I zoom with the Z down the Avenue
+Who it be, me less the crew
+Why you talkin that whoopied doo whoo
+I'm makin moves, that's smoother than
+The cream or the sweat from a wet dream
+Drippin wit Vaseline
+My Mabeline left a ring on the scene
+I got mad peeps down with the tag team
+Listen you couldn't front it you want to
+Trying to escape now I'm the one that you're running to
+Looking at my tag it's about that time
+For you to get yours, for me to get mine
+I got our shit poppin wheelies like a Ninja
+The inner of my center, keeps you warm in the winter
+My placenta is on high overload, my complete context
+Can get so complex, I might explode
+On the scene, like a nuclear bomb
+While the children scream, I'm yelling: "Ring the alarm"
+
+[Hook]
+Have you ever, ever in your long living life
+Seen a woman rock the mic
+Like the one called the Lyte
+(Repeat)
+
+[Verse 2]
+This is going out to all the ruffnecks
+And hood rats, Jermaine hit me off with the track
+Yo Brat if you're wit me holla let me know where you're at
+I be the stage wrecker, rhyme manifester
+Feel the pressure, coming
+Straight off Elektra, the shit that be
+Kicking is off the wall crazy
+You can't see, what I can see cause you're
+Blind baby, born a slave die a slave
+Representing from the cradle to the grave
+Cause we living in the last day, coming through your TV in 3-D
+It's the Lyte representing for the female species
+Letting em know that they can't even
+
+[Hook]
+Have you ever, ever in your long living life
+Seen a woman rock the mic
+Like the one called the Lyte
+(Repeat)
+
+[Verse 3]
+What do we have here, an impostor
+Perpetrator, fake playre trying to get on the roster
+I keep trying to warn em and drop it all on em
+Rap my collapse, when they attack
+And drop the bomb on em, blown to dust
+Either roll with us, or get rushed in, in God we trust
+Cause it's a must, that I kick it like I hear it
+Speak it like I see it
+It's the spirit, I ain't go to see it to believe it
+I take the form of the rain in a storm
+As I get warm, like the rays of the sun
+Here I come, like a hurricane, ready to
+Be reborn, let me be the first to welcome
+You to the terrordome, the unknown zone
+A Million miles away from home
+The clock is ticking, time is up, before the world destructs
+Or the universe erupt
+I'ma be the one to lights this motherfucker up
+
+[Hook]
+Have you ever, ever in your long living life
+Seen a woman rock the mic
+Like the one called the Lyte
+(Repeat)
+**************************************************
+Break it Down(chorus) (G. Salah)
+Let's break it down...
+Let's break it down...
+Let's break it down...
+Let's break it down, break it down x2
+
+Verse 1 (India)
+Now it's India, India, I get into ya, styles I got plenty 'a
+I'm bout it bout it, you know my ones stay crowded
+Fuck around and doubt it, and get that ass louded
+The future me, 2003, ultra magnetic, this MC... (MCs, MCs, MCs freeze)
+I'm not afraid of you niggas, I'm ready for the masses
+I keep it tight like spandex do asses
+Palmer's cocoa butter for the ashes, while Chanel laces up my lashes
+Uh oh no, stop! It don't get hot because I locked it
+Got it, give me 6 million like you gave 2Pac it
+Hot forever 'coz that's how I plotted
+
+(chorus)
+
+Verse 2 (G. Salah)
+I'm that R rated nigga from the films with mistique
+With taste from the hamptoms but still street
+Don't sleep I reach the ghetto to elite
+Blessed with the vocals gifted with the feet
+Pretty nigga, pearly white teethe
+I can't for now 'coz my mind says from Asia
+I'm unreachable, fuck a portable and pager
+Made nigga, no time for posin', leavin' niggas like Moses
+Front and get swollen The black italian G. Salah the chosen
+I beat you down with love get you stuck frozen
+'Coz I talk shit like caches, and I backs it
+Can you match this my magic
+Catcy like habits, digest and swallow
+The G. Salah tablet baby, wah you beautiful
+
+(chorus)
+
+Verse 3 (MC Lyte)
+I resonate like 808s but with a ill tone
+Lyte the oddesy, full blown
+]From Cali to Medina, the head turner, Tina
+Belle Venezuela, rockin' Argentina
+Hot like heaters, swift like cheeters
+]From where I stand grass remains greener
+(Let me tell you 'bout a girl, maybe I shouldn't
+I met her in Brooklyn, and her shit is always cookin')
+See I be flowin' yes constantly
+That's why the cabbage that I stack is deep winter green
+And the way that I be hittin', unlike any other sister, I get into your
+System, man I make you listen
+I give, give back 10 fold, Lana on the ill trio
+India, Gio, we know it's broke down so let's blow
+
+(chorus till fade...)
+**************************************************
+Not Wit’ a Dealer[ performed by MC Lyte and Milk Dee ( ) ]
+
+A friend of mine (Which one?) Cecilia
+(Yeah?) has a man (so?) a dealer
+(Which one?) Born - Born Supreme
+You know the type (Yeah, I know what you mean)
+Gold and cars (cars and gold
+The more he got, yo, the more he sold
+He told her he loved her (Huh, gased her head)
+Her love he bought just to warm his bed
+I tried to tell her, but it went out the other ear
+She didn't wanna hear, what I had to say
+She just replied this way
+(Girl, I love him, he treats me so good
+He gets much respect in my neighborhood)
+I cram to understand why she wants this man
+(Yo, he sold the crack to Sam...)
+
+[ Chorus ]
+	(I used to be in love...)	
+	But not with a dealer
+	(I used to be in love...)
+	I know how it feels
+	(I used to be in love...)
+	You make love while he makes deals
+
+The story gets worse, they threaten her life
+A guy walked on her (Yo, come here) with a knife
+And said (Being with Born is a big mistake
+It's a shame your life I have to take
+If you leave him now, you'll be alright
+If not, you won't make it through the night)
+She came to me and said (Lyte, what do I do?)
+Forget about Born, or else you're through (Ahh...)
+She said (But, but I love him!) Hm, I wonder
+Is love worth bein six feet under?
+Nope (And that's on the real tip)
+I think it's time you skip
+Town (Hey girl, don't hang around
+Or else you'll be goin -)
+
+[ Chorus ]
+
+Miss C said (No, I'm stayin with my man
+He stands by me, so I too must stand)
+Girl, you're stupid, you're gonna take a fall
+( *phone rings* ) and then she received a call
+(Hello? Listen, baby, they got a contract on me
+I know because Brian warned me
+I'm outta here, goin back to Cali
+Grab your stuff and meet me in the alley)
+She grabbed her stuff, the gold and the cash
+Headed for the door in a flash
+She said (I'm outta here) Now wait just a minute
+You know he's a dealer, his windows are tinted
+(Naw) He has truck jewelry, and no job
+(So?) Carries ducats in ??? (So what?)
+Now hell the hell does he get these things?
+(I don't know!) The Gucci, the Louis, the Polo rings
+(Yeah?) Dealers are bad news, take it from Lyte
+They say they kill you, and they might
+(You're right, Lyte, you tell no lie
+Just let me go say good-bye)
+She ran down the stairs in a minute or more
+I heard a thunderous roar
+( *shots* ) Born and Cecilia - killed by Uzis
+See why it pays to be choosy?
+
+[ Chorus ]
+**************************************************
+Everyday[Hook:]
+Every day I need my shit done in a special way everyday
+
+Off the top see me and want to serve
+Just thinkin about what they need
+Ain't that some nerve, now look here 24 hours and
+7 whole days, I demand my respect
+I demand my praise, everyday that I wake
+I gotta have everything done with no mistakes
+I take it incredibly slow don't try to rush me
+No means no, I never said a no that meant yes
+Other women get taken for granted
+I guess I got a wish list that must be fulfilled
+And you gets none until I get my toes sucked
+And my eyebrows pluked
+I need my car waxed and floor shellac
+I need my back rubbed and da bubbles in the tub
+That float to the bed so that we can make love
+
+[Hook]
+
+It ain't to ask for when
+I come off tour to have my truck washed
+Or my body massaged, all the bills paid i send home
+All my dough and you being my man it just ain't for show
+All the lovey dovey yeah that is sweet
+But honey bunny you gotta earn your keep
+
+But don't sleep cause I need a lot of shit done
+And cold harded yeah check out whatever is clever
+And get to stepping if you know somthing better
+If not, then respect whatcha got
+Meanwhile I got a new ride at the lot
+Pick it up and bring it back to the spot
+This is how we do it this is how we do it now, everyday
+I need it done in a special way baby, tell them how it goes
+
+[Hook]
+
+On the real I need a man that understands me and
+Realizes the reality: I'm in the MC industry which means
+I want to live lovely I gotta make money
+Listen so never ask me to give it less then what I got
+If it's too hot nigga, then raise up out my spot
+If it's my trade i made up the black ace of spade
+Alone in the world it's me you can't fade
+It's my life, I do it my way
+You don't like my way? Then hit the highway
+See I'm special not because I'm MC lyte, but because
+I'm a women with the gift to bear life, it's done
+Yes I've rested my case now run pick up my dermalogical
+For my face this is how it goes down everyday
+I need it done in a special way baby
+
+[Hook]
+**************************************************
+When in Love[only vocal parts feat. MC Lyte are shown]
+
+When in Love (3X)
+
+When in love you might cuss and fuss and fight
+But at the end of the night, everything is alright
+Drips of tears turn into drops of sweat
+It'll only get as wet as I let it baby
+I love hard, I've done some effed up things
+From kicking them in the Nerfs, to throwin away his ring
+So if you love me, love me and stay with me
+But you can walk if your plan is to play me
+I'm not embarassed, nor am I ashamed
+To say once in the past, I've been gamed
+But that was then, and this is now
+And there's no way damn it, there's no how
+Although you gotta go through the good and the bad
+Pray to the one up above it's not a fad
+You'll do some crazy things when in love
+Those in love know what I'm speakin of
+
+When in Love
+
+When in love you do things that are strange
+Look back and say, "I must have been deranged!"
+I'm talkin like pickin your lover's nose
+Cooking his food and washing his clothes
+And if you thought that was goin too far
+What about givin him the keys to your car?
+You could be partyin and havin a ball
+But you stop and check your messages to see if he called
+How about sittin in the house all night
+Waitin for the phone to ring -- that ain't right!
+But you do it anyway cause you love him to death
+And if he was dyin, you'd give your last breath
+You gotta go through the good and the bad
+Pray to the one up above it's not a fad
+You'll do some crazy things when in love
+Those in love know what I'm speakin of
+
+When in Love (2X)
+
+When in love you go out your way to please him
+Wait outside his job, hope that you see him
+And guys buy girls some serious things
+Like two-seater cars and diamond rings
+I know what happens, she got you strung
+Guess it doesn't matter long as you're having fun
+Love'll make you do some crazy things
+Meet a married man and then have a fling
+Like Babyface said, "Love makes things happen"
+It's most important, to hear what I'm rappin
+Someone in love better take your time
+Cause love sometimes make one commit crimes
+Although you gotta go through the good and the bad
+Pray to the one up above it's not a fad
+You'll do some crazy things when in love
+Those in love know what I'm speakin of
+
+When in Love (6X)
+**************************************************
+Better PlaceHave you ever
+Had someone close to you die
+I know you wanna cry
+But keep your head up high
+And remember (remember)
+They're in a better place (in heaven)
+Up there somewhere far away
+And they'll be waiting for you to join them one day
+
+I know you keep them in your heart
+That special part. Didn't care to share
+Thought he'd always be there
+But he had to go. It was his time to fly
+Though he struggled to live
+See we all gotta die
+Don't question why
+It's just how life goes
+It just happened to be your number one homie that God chose
+Your sadness shows, your woes, your sorrows
+But keep in mind the sun will shine tomorrow
+Now he's gotta halo, an everlasting glow
+And it's painful but only God knows
+What's next on the agenda (yeah)
+Either way you gotta return to sender
+But while you're here you gotta keep ya head up
+Moving on your life and never let up
+Let the past be the inspiration to get up
+Tell the devil he's a liar and ya feed up c'mon
+
+Have you ever
+Had someone close to you die
+I know you wanna cry
+But keep your head up high
+And remember (remember)
+They're in a better place (in heaven)
+Up there somewhere far away
+And they'll be waiting for you to join them one day
+
+Release and let go the fault wasn't ours
+She was called upon by a much higher power
+What's important for us all to understand
+We're just little pieces in God's big plan so
+Hold on when I tell you hold on, stay strong and it won't be long
+Till you see your little boy again your mommy again your brother again
+Your best friend
+Sometimes you just wanna ball out his name
+Seem like your sun don't shine the same, but you gotta maintain
+Remain sane, know you're not to blame
+But while you're here
+You gotta keep your head up
+Keep moving on your life and never let up
+Let the past be the inspiration to get up
+Tell the devil he's a liar and ya feed up c'mon
+
+Have you ever
+Had someone close to you die
+I know you wanna cry
+But keep your head up high
+And remember (remember)
+They're in a better place (in heaven)
+Up there somewhere far away
+And they'll be waiting for you to join them one day
+
+I know it's hard living life after death
+Sometimes hard to see what you got left
+Now you're feelin' lost don't know what to do
+Don't let the demons out there try to fool you
+Give it all to God he'll pull you through
+Jehovah'll make a witness out of you
+You know it's true, but it's hard to realize
+That God's still there when your best friend dies
+They'll be times when you just fall apart
+Just remember to keep them always in your heart
+Let the tears fall it's okay to cry
+Try to understand it's his time to fly
+There's a time when a spirit to say peace and release
+From a body that's left deceased
+You've got to know there's so much more than what's right here
+Have no fear
+
+Have you ever
+Had someone close to you die
+I know you wanna cry
+But keep your head up high
+And remember (remember)
+They're in a better place (in heaven)
+Up there somewhere far away
+And they'll be waiting for you to join them one day
+
+Ad lib and repeat chorus 2x
+**************************************************
+Brooklyn(Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn...)
+
+[ VERSE 1 ]
+I got the intro along with the cash flow
+Make all the bad boys seem like nymphos
+Yeah, I'm hard, I get sexy like Veronica
+I use sex as an instrument like the philharmonica
+No, I ain't tall, but I'm small and I'm slender
+Ask him who's been in, shit is like tender
+If he didn't like it, then return to sender
+He didn't do that, it's too fat, he remembers
+Never ever have I ever said I was good lookin
+Just one bad-ass bitch from Brooklyn
+Not here to steal your loot, your coat, your rocks
+Makin niggas drop whenever we hit the block
+They hear 'Brooklyn', and we up to no good
+Well, here we come, so there goes your neighborhood
+Timbos scuffed up, sess bein puffed up
+Mess with the wrong one, kid, you get ruffed up
+
+Peace to my people in
+	(Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn...)
+	(You know the place)
+
+[ VERSE 2 ]
+I got the rhythm that'll rip up shows
+Blow down foes, they kill at will to get a taste of my flow
+Vocally I rock locally and worldwide
+Those that got bad wish they woulda never tried
+Cause when you come from where I come from
+You gotta be tough
+Cause niggas'll call your bluff quick enough
+Cause if your hood is like my hood, you gotta think quick
+Shit stink, niggas are slick, have you turnin tricks
+I gotta give it up to Mr. Cool J
+For givin up the props to the girls around the way
+It ain't safe after dark to throw a jam in the park
+If you wanna get naughty, bring your forty to the arc
+Cause we get down when it comes to a jam
+Just watch your backpocket, keep a eye on the man
+If your town is like my town, you don't wanna mess around
+Wind up gettin bagged up, beat down
+
+	Peace to my people in
+	(Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn...)
+	(You know the place)
+
+[ VERSE 3 ]
+Everyhwere that I step they know my rep
+Cause I'm sayin and doin ill shit they won't forget
+Breakin down doors, although I never break laws
+Come to a town that's yours, and I be rippin the whole tour
+Comin hard for your section, slow up
+Live in the flesh and about to blow up
+So yo, come down, and then get the fuck up
+Looks are hooked, you lucked up, you're booked
+You gotta be hard, cause I ain't with softies
+Hit, then you miss, gotta get offa this
+So come with your game, cause you can't be lame
+As soon as you walk, I'm forgettin your name
+As long as you know all that enter are equal
+Straight from the Lyte I send peace to my people
+
+	(Yeah)
+	Peace to my people
+	(Yeah)
+	Peace to my people
+
+	Peace to my people on the east coast
+	Peace to my people on the west
+	Peace to the people up north
+	Peace to the people down south
+	Peace to the people in Brooklyn
+	Peace to the people in the Bronx
+	Peace to my people in Compton
+	Peace to my people goin uptown
+	Peace to my people in Detroit
+	Peace to my people in Houston
+	Peace to my people in Philly
+	Peace to my people in Boston
+	Peace to my people in Jersey
+	Peace to my people in Georgia
+	Peace to my people in Philly
+	Peace to my people in Richmond
+	Peace to my people in Cali
+	Peace to my people in Queens
+	Peace to my people goin uptown
+	Peace to my people in the islands
+	Peace to my people on the beach
+	Peace to my people in Miami
+	Peace to my people
+	I send peace to my people
+
+	(You know the place)
+
+	(Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn...)
+**************************************************
+Keep it Movin’[Intro: MC Lyte]
+Yeah, hmm-huh
+Hmm-huh, Yeah
+
+[Verse 1: MC Lyte]
+Yeah
+She's arrived, Miss Hotness
+All up in the limo, yeah me and my partners
+Got a lot of dough like it's supposed to be
+They smell it and they want to come close to me
+They see me at the club try approaching me
+Sending notes to me, want to toast to me
+Stop, I got a lot of history
+That you need to know before you start kissing me
+I'm a libra and if you tip my scales
+You'll be riding on the third rail ready to bail, shhhh
+I give them hell when they copy my sounds
+Trying to rock me 'round when they be knocking me downtown
+Quick to bed, want to know what I said
+Off the top of the head cause I'm living on the edge
+Ain't that rough now you know what's up
+It's the ride of your life, now buckle up, come on
+
+[Chorus: Payne & (MC Lyte)]
+You got to be special to get down with me
+If you're not (If you're not)
+Keep it movin' (Keep it movin')
+All the negativity don't bring that to me
+If you are (If you are)
+Keep it movin' (Keep it movin')
+
+[Verse 2: MC Lyte]
+Ain't no mediocre here, you're dealing with the top
+When you're coming for my spot, I'm as light as a rock
+When you enter my world, well bring the whole house down
+I'm the chosen girl with the golden sound
+I'm feisty, ain't nobody as nice as me
+Precisely, killing them all softly when they shiesty
+Got crazy ways to stay crazy paid
+So all lazy days my seeds don't fade away
+I got rhymes that be late for those that want to play
+Rhymes on lay-way for those who can't pay
+I switch mode Wild West episode, overload
+Everybody wants to know a horse like Rowe
+Gitty up, put your money where your tongue rest
+Is it Jane West or Loveless
+I guess it will be the last man on the street
+Holding the heat, standing in middle of the street, come on
+
+Repeat 1 (2x)
+
+[Verse 3: MC Lyte]
+Keep it on them
+Case closed, everyone knows
+I'm the best at what I do
+So you better never doze
+I rock your bulge and those MC's
+That any track no room to breath
+Ain't no replacing me, stop chasing me
+Not knowing how to act when you're facing me
+Oh you wanna roll with me, ride shotgun
+Look hun do you got more to drop some
+Can't hustle with the hustler
+Bout to go up in your mouth
+Get your jugular, I strategize and lock them in
+Box them in so tight they need oxygen
+Ooh please you're not next to me
+Baby icons keeping you guessing b
+If you've never been impressed by me
+Just mess with me, that's the recipe
+To get blessed from me
+
+Repeat 1 (2x)
+
+[Bridge: MC Lyte & (Payne)]
+All that right there
+(Keep it movin')
+For all you non-believers
+(Keep it movin')
+If you not on my level
+(Keep it movin')
+I ain't got time for that there
+(Keep it movin')
+
+Repeat 1
+
+[Bridge: MC Lyte & (Payne)]
+If you're not nice with yours
+(Keep it movin')
+Talking that yang put it on pause
+(Keep it movin')
+If you not about them papers
+(Keep it movin')
+You catch up with me lataz
+(Keep it movin')
+
+[Outro: Payne]
+Keep it movin'
+Repeat 2 till end
+**************************************************
+Eyes are the Soul[Verse 1]
+
+He knows he's leaving, not much time left
+Holding on to his very last breath
+I saw him last week, nervous and uptight
+Losing sleep, stays up all night
+Wishin he woulda used his mind and not rushed
+To push in the bush but took his time
+To get to know the girl he slapped skins with
+Shared needles with
+Wish he could go back, change the direction
+But now he's got the infection
+I spoke to him, gave him inspired words
+I'm sure he's heard
+Live by the sword, die by the sword
+What's left, pray to the oh Lord
+You can deny but the truth will unfold
+Because the eyes are the soul
+
+Eyes are the soul..
+Eyes are the soul..
+
+[Verse 2]
+
+I look into his eyes, but he's so high
+From the crack, he thinks that he can fly
+He has problems he doesn't like solving
+Takes one hit, and thinks the world stops revolving
+19, his eyes full of tears
+He hasn't smiled at least for a year
+His mom is gone cause he was high one night
+Robbed and killed her, because of the crack pipe
+He's wanted by the law
+Because he's robbed at least three grocery stores
+He's lost, all control
+Take a look, eyes are the soul
+
+Eyes are the soul..
+Eyes are the soul..
+Eyes are the soul..
+
+[Verse 3]
+
+I look into her eyes, she's so young
+But I know, where she's comin from
+I've watched her grow, little girl down the street
+White shirts and skirts with pleats
+She cried, fear in her voice
+Not knowing, she had a choice
+Oh so sad, oh so lonely
+If she knew that she's not the only
+One in school that didn't use the caution
+Facin, raisin a baby or abortion
+Her mother said she had to leave
+Who wants to be where a baby is not received
+No ultimatum, she's goin to the G.Y.N
+To put it to an end
+She's learned a lesson I suppose
+I can tell, eyes are the soul
+
+Eyes are the soul..
+Eyes are the soul..
+Eyes are the soul..
+**************************************************
+MC Lyte Likes Swingin’[Verse 1]
+I may come on strong but that's what you like
+You like a female MC who can handle the mike
+How do I know? Because you told me so
+You instantly prefer a pro to supervise the show
+So that's why I'm here, don't mean to make a case of it
+This rap here, well, it's just for the taste of it
+I write the rap to make the whole world sing
+And I'm the type of female, well, I like to swing
+
+[Hook]
+MC Lyte likes swingin
+
+[Verse 2]
+Party people in the place, since you started the case
+Of a demonstration, I need concentration
+So you can make a full examination
+Then you will agree that I'm the best MC
+And so is my deejay on the tables, Rock
+This is the best jam that you could get
+The rap by Lyte and the beat by Stetsa
+(Beat by Stetsa) (beat by Stetsa)
+Never turn it down, cause it's what you requested
+Any mike I hold, you know the big man pressed it
+Sole believer in the rap I say
+You believe it too, that's why you never walk away
+You like the way I do it, you like my style
+Study me like a book, cause you know I'm worth your while
+Expressions on my face show you just how I feel
+Add a rap to my gestures, now you know the deal
+
+[Hook]
+MC Lyte likes swingin
+
+[Verse 3]
+Cause yo, I am the best and that I'll boast
+Sit down and be the guest, and I'll be the host
+It's wack to those that know and those that do not
+Like 'Coke is it' I hit the spot
+Like 'good vibrations', I'm like Sunkist
+The rap is smooth, cause it's sealed with chapstick
+Not gonna say that I been rappin since the day of birth
+But I've acquired the knowledge like Ms. Butterworth
+Ask me what's important, I tell you time and effort
+Ask me how I do it, it's Lyte's special method
+Yeah, Lyte is good, Bud Lite's good for ya
+I'm exciting just like Toyota
+**************************************************
+2 Young 4 What"I'm the dopest female.."
+	"I'm the dopest female that you've heard thus far.."
+
+[MC Lyte]
+I'm too old?  What's with that crap?
+Come on now brother, age is just a number
+Anyway what matters is your state of mind
+And if you give me some time I'll make your heart all mine
+I don't like pushin and I don't like rushin
+But most of all I don't like fussin
+So come on now sweetie why don't ya stop frontin
+Besides older folks come equipped for good lovin
+Are you really serious?  Age really matters?
+I thought telling you this, you would be flattered
+Well I guess I was wrong cause you still ain't widdit
+.. oh well, forget it, nope nope
+But don't you dare touch me, you said you wasn't widdit
+You waited too long now, Lyte is not havin it
+I coulda showed you things, taught you how to explore
+My question is, what are you too young for?
+I coulda shown you things that you never seen before
+Took you all around on my wild world tour
+But you're too young, too young to have fun
+.. oh well, I'm done
+
+	"I'm the dopest female.."
+	"I'm the dopest female that you've heard thus far.."
+..
+	"I'm the dopest female that you've heard thus far.."
+
+[MC Lyte]
+It may sound nasty and it may sound mean
+But I'm into little boys that are about seventeen
+I don't know why, but they put up a fight
+And hot damn that excites the MC Lyte
+Cause yo I love a young buck, that give a firm {fuck}
+But once in a while, they become lovestruck
+But that's okay though, cause I can handle them
+I love young boys on the brink, of being young men
+I mold em, shape em, make em then I break em in
+They get the job done, I make em get the job done
+Well, swell, make em kiss and tell
+All of their friends around the neighborhood
+That Lyte is GOOD, soul food GOOD
+So tell me honey, are you ready to score?
+Again I'll ask, what are you too young for?
+
+	"I'm the dopest female.."
+	"I'm the dopest female.."
+..
+	"I'm the dopest female that you've heard thus far.."
+	"I'm the dopest female that you've heard thus far.."
+
+[MC Lyte]
+Last but not least yo here's a description
+Hard workin, not one that sells prescription
+So if you're in school, that's okay
+Get straight A's and I'll be back on Friday
+You won't miss me, you know where to find me
+And these words I will say finally
+Never let age, restrict you from whatcha wanna do
+Whether you're young or ninety-two
+So if you're seventeen or around that age..
+.. baby come to the stage
+And if I didn't change your mind I'd find that odd
+So when I ask this, think hard..
+
+"Call me the Master.."
+"Call me the Master.."
+	"Swingin with Master T.."
+**************************************************
+Lyte vs. Vanna Whyte[MC Lyte]
+Oh, oh my goodness
+I can't believe it um
+I'll just take a Sony gold microphone
+That's what I'd like
+And a Yamaha REX50 digital effects processor
+Yeah
+And a Toshiba TX900 PCM for my DJ
+(?)
+And on that
+(?) computer with uh (?)
+And a  set of JBL
+JBL speakers
+Oh my goodness a four channel noise gate
+I want a four channel noise gate
+I'm dying for a four channel noise gate
+And a DVX compressor limit
+Oh wait a minute
+Forget...just forget it
+Oh my goodness
+Just give me that dress
+The dress that Vanna's wearing
+I'd like the dress that Vanna's wearing
+Oh just nevermind, just give me the money
+Take everything back, I want the money
+**************************************************
+Act Like You Know* DJ cuts and scratches "This is MC Lyte.." *
+
+[MC Lyte]
+Moonroof open, in the B.M
+Windows tinted, they can't see in..
+.. they know it's me though
+MC Lyte, she's bigger than bolo
+Gusto, gusto, I got so much so
+You could have some, you just got to lay low
+Do as I say so and don't try to fess
+Do whatcha wanna just clean up the mess
+I'm here, ARRRRRRUFF, kick it in the rear
+Rhymes and rhymes and rhymes I gots to spare
+Act like you know
+The things that I do just ain't for show
+This is my living, so I am giving
+Everything I got if not a lot more
+For the people, for the buyers
+For all of those that seem to want to try a
+MC Lyte tape in your Benzi box
+What can I say?  Hey, thanks a lot
+Cause I'll flip and trip and do ALL that good shit
+That's why the brothers, they can't get off my tip
+They know whose show this is
+Who's show is this?
+
+* DJ cuts and scratches "This is MC Lyte.." 2X *
+	Act like you know!
+* DJ cuts and scratches "This is MC Lyte.." 2X *
+	Act like you know!
+
+[MC Lyte]
+Like I said, I'm in the B.M
+Swingin it solo, enjoyin my freedom
+Turn the radio on, nuttin but weak raps
+Slide the tape in, that's where it's at
+Look up at the sign and I see Winthrop
+Can't hear nuttin so I turn down the hip-hop
+Window down, reggae hit or somethin
+Now hear a little shotty go pow-pow-pow
+Brooklyn 90's, that's where I'm at
+Reached to the back seat, get the baseball hat
+Now I'm chillin so act like you know
+This is my show
+
+* DJ cuts and scratches "This is MC Lyte.." 2X *
+	Act like you know!
+* DJ cuts and scratches "This is MC Lyte.." 2X *
+	Act like you know!
+* DJ cuts and scratches "This is MC Lyte.." 2X *
+	Act like you know!
+
+* K-Rock goes into scratching the line
+"Lyte that's right huh, she could win a rap fight" - Chuck D *
+
+[MC Lyte]
+Abra-cadabra, hocus pocus
+I got somethin that'll make your eyes focus
+Takin on the world, slammin it and bangin it
+Keepin it hard, but still I'm changin it
+Breakin all types of grounds
+Here comes Wolf and Epic with the new sound
+They get the job done
+The name of the year is Lyte slash Ninety-One
+So I'm chillin, in the B.M
+Waitin for those, that might see in
+Straighten my jacket, fix my hair
+Turn up the system, as I prepare
+To let the whole wide world know
+This is my show
+Now that I've schooled you and put you up on the scoop
+Posse or massive, solo or group
+Take it in stride, it's an inside
+Top secret heavy duty type of thing that I'm swingin
+I got the key to success but I won't press
+I'm sure that I can relieve you, of the stress
+If you ad-mit, and just per-mit
+Me to go for mine and drop a line and ex-it
+So just agree with me and simply act like you know
+This is my show!
+
+* DJ cuts and scratches "This is MC Lyte.." 2X *
+	Act like you know!
+* DJ cuts and scratches "This is MC Lyte.." 2X *
+	Act like you know!
+* DJ cuts and scratches "This is MC Lyte.." 2X *
+	Act like you know!
+* DJ cuts and scratches "This is MC Lyte.." 2X *
+	Act like you know!
+* DJ cuts and scratches "This is MC Lyte.." 2X *
+	Act like you know!
+	* fades out *
+**************************************************
+Please Understand(Tawatha Agee) : I just want you to understand!
+(Tawatha Agee) : I just want you to understand!
+(James Mtume) : Understand what?
+[ VERSE 1 ]
+I met a guy named Tommy, damn, he charmed me
+Met him at the mall, but I knew he wouldn't harm me
+We exchanged numbers, hopin to meet again
+We couldn't wait for the romance to begin
+The relationship grew strong
+I didn't wanna be right if this love was wrong
+But oh no, came the problems, the first segment
+The dumb kid went and got some girl pregnant
+The second segment: started wheelin and dealin
+Didn't give a damn about how Lyte was feelin
+But then he got wise, started treatin me better
+Cause all of his friends said I was a go-getter
+He knew he was usin me, and abusin me
+He also knew that soon he'd be losin me
+First I clocked him, yeah, I docked him
+But I rocked him - and then I dropped him
+
+(Tawatha Agee) : I just want you to understand!
+(Tawatha Agee) : I just want you to understand!
+(James Mtume) : Understand what?
+
+
+[ VERSE 2 ]
+Then there was Dave, couldn't behave
+So I punished him and put him in my "Lyte as a Rock" cave
+Then he got bold, tried to play insane
+So Bigfoot threw him off my "Paper Thin" train
+He tried to "10% Dis" me, but he pissed me off
+Cause I'm the boss, and you know I'm not havin it
+Lyte is too dope, and you know I ain't crabbin it
+Then there was Henry, way too friendly
+I needed a trip, he said he would send me
+Pay my airfare, if he could come with me
+I said, "Listen, honey, I don't need your money
+Believe me when I tell you, I've got my own
+Cause I'm MC Lyte on the microphone"
+Yeah
+
+(Tawatha Agee) : I just want you to understand!
+(Tawatha Agee) : I just want you to understand!
+(James Mtume) : Understand what?
+
+
+[ VERSE 3 ]
+Here's another story: a dude named Corey
+When I used to work, yes, I was a clerk
+At the World Trade Center, back in high school
+This little player musta thought I was a fool
+He took me out to lunch, offered me a ride home
+When we got there, he asked could he use my telephone
+I said, "Yeah, sure", flipped him to the floor
+Cause he said "What's up?" and tried to feel my butt
+I kicked him down the stairs and said, "What you're provin?"
+Rolled him to his car and said, "Get movin!"
+He tried to score it, I wasn't goin for it
+You can't play me, I'm Lyte Thee MC
+Never saw his face again until last week
+All beat up and bleedin down the street
+I looked to my left, there was a girl with a pipe in her hand
+Sayin, "Why oh why can't you understand?"
+
+(Tawatha Agee) : I just want you to understand!
+(Tawatha Agee) : I just want you to understand!
+(James Mtume) : Understand what?
+**************************************************
+Lyte Thee MC[MC Lyte]
+From now on it's not MC Lyte
+Listen up, everybody, it's Lyte Thee MC
+
+Tackling, anyone, who tries to stop me
+From fulfilling, the ultimate, the ultimate goal
+Suckers takin up room on the microphone
+I do pay for crowds, move over, stop stalkin me
+I feel like I'm drownin and fans are just stompin me
+Bigfoot! Should we buck the uncivilized
+But I'm so tame I don't, mean to criticize
+But why you sweatin we don't, go together
+Especially if I'm muggy in the rainy kind of weather
+
+[Chorus: chop up this phrase]
+"Listen up, everybody, it's Lyte Thee MC"
+
+[MC Lyte]
+Competition I take it as good for the soul
+Pull back the microphone, let my arms unfold
+Release all the anger, all the aggravation
+Convert it into words just sorta like a conversation
+I am the talker, you're just the listener
+Talk and I'll ignore you, is it that offensive to you?
+The problem is you can't understand
+The logic in my rap you can't comprehend so you
+Merely step aside, what all, call the weak
+But you'll also step aside when I'm, comin down the street
+You'll give me lots of room, to whistle and walk
+And then everything is silent just in case I wanna talk
+But I, I never do, small talk I like to hear
+Other girls rap and you say that I'm whack~?!
+Comin from a female that is totally dedicated
+Every rhyme I say you ought to appreciate it
+And if not I'll tell you like I told my neighbor Dana Betty
+What? You ain't ready
+For a fly female emcee you just ain't ready
+
+[Chorus]
+
+[MC Lyte]
+Competition I take it as food for the mind
+Past experience from the future, is the best kind
+Of advice that you could EVER receive from another
+Whether it's a stranger or your night time lover
+Sorry silly rabbits, Trix are for kids
+Brings back memories of the things that I did
+Played jokes on suckers, just for fun
+But now I'm much older, those days are done
+Everything is business, forget about games
+You see cause once I'm finished, you're gonna know my name
+Is Lyte and in Brooklyn, Brooklyn's where I'm chillin
+Better known as the emcee villain
+No I'm not good but I'm not bad either
+Come into your life it can't get no liver
+
+[Chorus]
+
+[MC Lyte]
+So now, competition is taken out of my vocabulary
+I don't vary, I bury
+Steppin up is like diggin your grave
+So sucker emcees you ought to save
+All the mess you be talkin, meanwhile hawkin
+When I'm on the stage, audience watchin
+Suckers in the corners just keep on clockin
+The way I hold the mic, the stance I use
+The rhymes I recite and the beat I choose
+But it's not your fault because you don't know better
+You see green I wear you go buy the same sweater
+You look me up and down sight the jeans name brand
+You go to Macy's and for hours you stand
+On line just to buy what you saw Lyte wearin
+Don't try to lie homegirl I caught you starin
+Cause yo, the beat is dope and the rhymes are kickin
+I'm the chickenhawk and you are the chicken
+
+[Chorus]
+**************************************************
+Big Bad SisterAhhh yeah
+Brooklyn's in the house, so come on now
+Brooklyn's in the house
+Yo, Staten Island is in the house
+Staten Island is in the house
+And let me hear you say Queens is in the house
+Come on now, Queens is in the house
+Long Island is in the house, say what?
+Long Island is in the house, yeah
+The Bronx, is in the house, uhh
+The Bronx is in the house let me hear you say
+Uptown's in the house one time
+Uptown's in the house
+
+Well they're falling falling but I can catch them
+I just toot the whistle and you go fetch them
+Bring them back into the real rap attack
+Set the soft silly stuff back on the rack
+45 (yeah baby) 45 (yeahhh)
+Tell the silly mothers that we don't give a..
+I'm not a psychic, but you can tell your sidekick
+In ninety-one, Lyte is kickin some fly..
+Take it from me, or could you really take it?
+And if you got away with it, would you really make it
+In the world of hip-hop, frontin like you're me?
+C'mon now Hobbes, that I could never see
+So just step aside, and feel it tonight
+Cause comin to a store near you is MC Lyte
+
+	{45 King scratches "Who's that bad?"}
+
+I'm bigger than bolo, see I go solo
+Broader than broad, see how I soared
+The big bad sister from around your way
+I'm not tall but I'm small don't matter what I weigh
+I kick the copacetic rhyme from the down to earth mind
+I get hip with the hop I'm the tip from the top
+I go all out, you never see me fall out
+Although you hear me yell out, you never see me sellout {"No!!"}
+Because my rhyme's about a profit, no one can stop the one
+Funky lyrics synced with MC Lyte cause I be droppin it
+The name the Lyte because my skin I'm blacker than black
+Comin right and exact, for the rap attack
+Some say they don't like the words I choose to use
+I don't give a DAMN, Lyte will never lose
+I ain't no sucka and I ain't into pleasin
+Some critic that criticizes me for no reason
+What's with the opinion it's a stated fact
+I rule the pack, from the top of the stack
+So FUCK the stocks and bonds I'm your new investment
+Pick up the album it's quite a refreshment
+Compared to the day to day BULLSHIT you hear
+Pay attention and listen I'm comin clear to the ear
+For all you non-believers, and you perpetrators
+That TALK to me now but TALK about me later
+It's time for you to grieve, grovel in your sorrow
+I'm the star of today AND the star of tomorrow
+I'm takin out the old jacks, rippin up the new ones
+I don't care if it means I have to ruin
+I will and I shall and I get the job completed
+Those that don't belong they will be deleted
+From the rap roster, I'm not an impostor
+I'm comin to you live with the 45
+Straight from the studio with a view..
+.. in New York City
+	{45 King scratches "I love it!"}
+.. I'm out *echoes*
+	{45 King scratches "I love it!" [--] "DJ" back and forth}
+**************************************************
+Party Goin’ OnIntro (Inaya)
+Mmmm, mmmm
+Oh oh, oh oh
+Mmmm yeah, oh yeah
+Mmmm, oh oh
+
+Chorus (Inaya Day)
+There's a party goin' on in my hotel room
+And you're invited, all you got to do is show up x2
+
+(verse 1)
+Now we done left the venue 'coz the show was done
+Before we hit the hotel, make a quick run
+To get the Martel to add to the fun, meet me at suite room 151
+BYOB, we about to kick it off
+Remember that party last year in the loft?
+This'll be better 'coz we bigger now
+Got mo' figures now, fit in mo' niggas now
+I got about 30 of the finest
+Ready to get flirty and down right do-dirty
+We got twister the dots mean a lot
+When you flip the dial end up with a face in your twot
+Stop yappin' at the DJ, that ain't right
+'Coz tonight this here DJ, he gon' save my life... (woah, woah)
+
+(chorus)
+
+(verse 2)
+Now the people are comin', and the party is jumpin'...
+... and T is on the beat box
+And after this song he'll rock the locks
+Hotel security ain't troublin' us none
+They partyin' with us, no badge and no gun
+Grown folks in the livin' room showin' out
+And they ain't leavin' till we kick 'em all out
+Strip poker, truth or dare
+I swear it's about to get sticky up in here
+Back back and forth and forth
+]From New York to L.A and back to New York
+Of course while I'm in town it's gotta be nice
+On the North-East corner they're flippin' the dice
+Now the bubbly's poppin' all over the suite
+Swig on this and kick up your feet
+Ain't no party like an MC Lyte party 'coz an MC Lyte party don't stop, pops
+And this here's better than when the ball drops
+
+(chorus)
+
+(verse 3)
+Now here's the E-low, Jackie and Mark
+Done hit the back room to jump start the sparks
+It's gettin' all hot, now they pumpin' Beenie Man
+Scream for the cream, but holler when you see me man
+You know like I know, the party don't end till I say when
+Now the grub is runnin' out better get it while you can
+Pick is gettin' low better find you a man
+Slow jam hit and you sittin' all alone
+Ain't nobody gonna take you're borin' ass home
+It wouldn't be fair for me to not tell you
+I'm the hostess of the year, keep it in the clear
+Yo, the party's over here, nope, the party's right here
+Be careful not to wear and tear the derrier
+Now ain't that supmthin', humpin' and a bumpin'
+My motto is never let 'em see you comin'
+A party like this can't be compared
+That's why it only goes down once a year...
+... and we in here, yeah yeah yeah..
+
+(chorus) x2
+
+(Inaya Day)
+There's a party goin' on in my hotel room
+You know you gotta do, what you gotta do
+What you gotta do, what you gotta do...
+Show up baby, show up baby...
+**************************************************
+What’s My Name YoIn comes the boom to the bam here I stands
+Make 'em all understand that I got the master plan
+And I'm ready to work, I go bezerk
+A mention to Kid Capri, and the one Red Alert now I'm
+Ready for the showdown, who's the lowdown?
+I'm in a rude mood honey you're goin down
+Lickity split, swallow that spit, she make it a tidbit
+Blows that you expected from the clique
+Or the group of the people that I hang with
+Rather my crew, my posse, my mossie
+It's a big thing when we hang cause we rip when we wreck
+When we hit, what the heck? We puttin phony niggas in check
+Seek what I reap; follow you'll learn or get burned
+I ain't afraid to buck and earn
+My cash flow, I get ass though
+Fast or slow, I got the master flow
+
+[Chorus]
+What's my name yo?
+What's my name yo?
+What's my name yo?
+What's my name yo?
+What's my name yo?
+What's my name yo?
+What's my name yo?
+
+I rip shop, I never flip-flop, I take flight
+From the tip-top I rule hip-hop just how I like!
+I just want this to be well understood
+I'm here to do good and not to bite on somebody's wood
+Years and years gone by
+I prepared to be paid for the rest of my decade
+I set up investments
+And never will you ever see Lyte a contestant
+On a Jeapordy game show
+Cause that's lame though, what's my name yo?
+It's the L to the Y to the T you know the rest
+I'm, truly blessed I know the route to express my
+Inner thoughts and now you're caught
+But I'ma let you proceed, cause I'ma succeed
+With or without you because I don't need
+The negativity, nor do I need the bad energy
+That you're tryin to give to me!
+
+[Chorus]
+What's my name yo?
+What's my name yo?
+What's my name yo?
+What's my name yo?
+What's my name yo?
+What's my name yo?
+What's my name yo?
+
+Here comes the wagon, you know I'm never braggin
+So what I'm XX, my pants are still saggin
+Boots still stompin, raisin 'em often
+From New York umm or should I say - Compton
+And back cause I'm all that
+I flip a track, because I'm so damn FAT!
+I get it loose, I got juice, I spread it
+I'm the best, now there, I said it
+Now the 4-1-1 is out
+And all the hip-hoppers know just what I'm talkin about!
+Underground I rock my sound
+Up top I still wreck shop
+So don't even talk about how I went commercial
+When you need to take your ass to rehearsal
+Your show is torn, done, ripped
+So until you get your show down pat, don't pop no lip
+Seckle that noise, don't be rowdy
+Cat gotta scratch, yo Mike, I'm Audi
+
+[Chorus]
+What's my name yo?
+What's my name yo?
+What's my name yo?
+What's my name yo?
+What's my name yo?
+What's my name yo?
+What's my name yo?
+**************************************************
+Start it Up Y’all[ Positive K ]
+Hey yo, who gonna start this off?
+[ Milk Dee ]
+Yo Positive, man, you start off, man
+[ Positive K ]
+Yo Lyte, won't you start it off
+[ Milk Dee ]
+Yo Lyte, you start it
+[ MC Lyte ]
+Na come on
+Yo Positive, won't you start up, come on
+
+[ all ]
+Start it up y'all, start it up y'all
+Sta-sta-start it up y'all
+Start it up y'all, start it up y'all
+Sta-sta-start it up y'all
+
+[ Positive K ]
+Well, I'm Positive
+[ Milk Dee ]
+Yo, and I am Milk Dee
+[ Pos K & Milk Dee ]
+What's your name, girl?
+[ MC Lyte ]
+They call me Lyte Thee MC
+[ Pos K & Milk Dee ]
+Well, two plus one
+[ Milk Dee ]
+That equals three
+Positive K, rip the m-i-c
+
+[ VERSE 1: Positive K ]
+Yo, here I go, there I go, where I go
+I don't know, but I'ma go with the flow
+You sow what you reap and you reap what you sow
+(And if you don't cut your hair you get a afro)
+Ah to the beat y'all (beat y'all) beat-beat y'all (beat-beat y'all)
+To the funk-funky beat y'all (beat y'all)
+Peace peace y'all (peace y'all) the way we greet y'all (greet y'all)
+And when you undress I hope that you're neat y'all (neat y'all)
+Well, I'ma start this off here simple and plain
+With the title I hold, my style and my name
+The title I hold is pimp slash rapper
+My style (Yo, we got to say dapper)
+Positive's my name, the K's in quotation
+When you spell it don't forget the exclamation
+Pep's in my step and my rep's beginning
+Base is loaded, the bottom of the 9th inning
+(Will you make a grand slam? (Yo, will it be a base hit?)
+Yo, whatever you do, you gonna have to face it
+I'm short and stocky, I hit like Rocky
+Don't you call me Rocky cause no one can rock me
+Yes, I'm single, I love to mingle
+(Rappers bite you) just like a Pringle
+Or maybe a Manwich, maybe a Snicker
+(Cause you kick a rhyme doesn't make you a kicker)
+Well, if I was DJ would I play
+Someone's records strictly for the pay?
+Like that y'all (that y'all) like that y'all (like y'all)
+Positive K don't smoke no crack y'all (crack y'all)
+That's how it is y'all (is y'all) that's how it is y'all (is y'all)
+You can ask my main man Giz y'all (Giz y'all)
+
+[ Milk Dee ]
+Yo Pos
+[ Pos K ]
+Yo Milk
+[ Milk Dee ]
+Yo Lyte
+[ MC Lyte ]
+Yo Pos
+[ all ]
+Here's a story about the three
+[ Milk Dee ]
+Let me tell ya, let me tell ya
+[ Pos K ]
+I'm the Positive K (y'all)
+[ MC Lyte ]
+MC Lyte
+[ Milk Dee ]
+And I'm the Milk Dee y'all
+
+[ VERSE 2: Milk Dee ]
+Well, I'm the M (the M) the i (the i) the l (the l) the k (what you say?)
+I said I came here to save the day
+Take you up and down like a rollercoaster
+Call me a bragger cause I'm a boaster
+MC's say I'm an MC toaster
+I paid my dues, I don't rap the blues
+You pick and choose but I headline the news
+A girl got knocked up and said I hit it
+(You did it, you did it) (He did it) (You did it)
+Yo, I mighta did it but I wouldn't admit it
+(Ah come on Milk Dee, quit it)
+Yo, I'll quit it but I won't stop it
+I wanna drop it, here's another topic
+Scores of hoes chillin on the ave
+Jealous of the Milk cause of what I have
+I keep pretty girls always by my side
+Take em for a ride so they'll abide
+But if I don't comb my hair I don't care
+I grab my hat, yo believe it's like that
+I ( ? ) she thought I was a capper
+I slapped her (he slapped her) for bein dumb
+You know Brooklyn, Brooklyn is where I'm from
+But since I'm here I'm gonna drop a dime
+(So what's up with Hammer?) Yo, Hammer can't rhyme
+And .357 is a bunch of hoes
+You can ask Giz (Gizmo knows)
+Yo, I gets papers, that's my habit
+Like Nola D in (_She's Gotta Have It_)
+Yo, I'm so thick that I can't stand it
+Let's get candid, I'm the love bandit
+They say I'm swingin cause I'm a swinger
+But yo, I don't sing cause I ain't no singer
+Your girl is clingin cause she's a clinger
+Clingin to my pocket because I rocked it
+They all say how (how) how does he clock it?
+All of the money, they think it's funny
+I'm turnin cloudy days into sunny ones
+It's all about the funds
+Yes yes y'all (yes y'all) yes yes y'all (yes y'all)
+Milk-Milk Dee use Crest y'all (Crest y'all)
+Like that y'all (that y'all) like that y'all (like y'all)
+So-so goddamn fat y'all (fat y'all)
+
+[ Milk Dee ]
+Yo Lyte
+[ MC Lyte ]
+Yo Milk
+[ Milk Dee ]
+Yo Pos
+[ Pos K ]
+Yo Lyte
+[ all ]
+Here's a story about the three
+[ Milk Dee ]
+Let me tell ya, let me tell ya
+I'm M-i-l-l
+[ Pos K ]
+I'm the Positive K and
+[ MC Lyte ]
+And Lyte Thee MC
+
+[ VERSE 3: MC Lyte ]
+Like that y'all (that y'all) like that y'all (that y'all)
+Positive and Milk they got my back y'all (back y'all)
+No doubt y'all (doubt y'all) no doubt y'all (doubt y'all)
+My lights will never go out y'all (out y'all)
+Now it's time to kick this rhyme kinda freely
+German, Russian, even Suaheli
+You'll understand the rhyme translated
+You know that the Lyte is never ever underestimated
+I cast a spell like _I Dream of Jeannie_
+Fellas wanna see me rock a bikini (oooh...)
+Hit a note just like Aretha
+I'm the female (female rhyme teacher)
+Each and every time the rhyme gets doper
+Lyte get a talk show just like Oprah
+With my ability and my agility
+Will only equal up (to versatility)
+A tisket, a tasket, fuck a yellow basket
+(Can you rock a mic, Lyte?) How can you ask it?
+I flow like a river, just like a stream
+I'm like the dope (the dope for a dopefiend)
+I move like the pawn, better yet the queen
+Stay check-mate, you know what I mean?
+I go (boom-boom) like an Alpine speaker
+I go (beep-beep) like a Motorola beeper
+Talk about deep, well let's get deeper
+Breakin it down to the very last compound
+(That's how she's livin, that's how she's livin)
+"Slave to the Rhythm", that's what I'm givin
+
+LG rocks it on and
+Trooper [Name] rocks it on and
+Gizmo rocks it on and
+King Of Chill rocks it on and
+K-Rock rocks it on and
+Master T rocks it on and
+[Name] rocks it on
+Tito rocks it on and
+Aftershock rocks it on and
+[Name] rocks it on and
+Leg 1 rocks it on and
+Leg 2 rocks it on and
+
+[ Pos K ]
+Yo and we don't stop, keepin it on
+Where where to the break break
+To the break break
+Till crackheads are gone
+We outta here
+**************************************************
+Put It On You[Verse 1:]
+I got the nookie that's hooky like a chorus
+You wanna winie my poo and get lost in my forest
+Some wanna crawl up my sugar walls
+Down my waterfall, what a candy call
+I put it on you like an ass whipping, it's kinda sick
+You wanna lick like Todd do his lips
+Well, well, well what the shit
+Gotta make it last if you wanna hit this
+I'm into multiples, ones don't make it
+Tried before but I just can't fake it
+Hey it's a greedy world, I'm a greedy girl
+Between the sheets it's my world
+I gotcha what you like, believe it or not
+Bottom of top I put you on the spot
+It only takes a sec for me to get into it
+Come on baby, let's do this
+
+[Chorus:]
+I wanna put it on you and make it hot
+Can I put it on you and hit the spot
+Can we get together and make it hot
+Let's do this
+
+[Verse 2:]
+They ask how'd you get so freaky Lyte
+How I keep it tight suction all night
+Experience and imagination
+Now kick your Timbs off get your buckle undone
+That's sweet, now turn around baby let me see it
+All that I want you can be it, sexual tension just free it
+Have you done it on the moon yet, ahh shucks
+Where we about to go will make your toes curl up
+I'mma shake this money maker
+Get your knot ready for the earthquaker
+I'mma do you like they do in the Olympics
+Flip after flip do you like your best trick
+It only takes a sec for me to get into it
+All it takes is you for me to wanna do it
+Come on baby let's do this
+Come on baby let's do it
+**************************************************
+Throwin’ Words at UYo Milk, that's super duper
+I think I need a soundcheck
+Hit me with a sample
+Yeah, now what about that dope stuff?
+Alright, now give me a 808
+Now let the beat roll..
+
+[ VERSE 1 ]
+Any competition, checkers or chess
+Whatever the game, Lyte'll never fess
+But did you say rappin? Cause I'm with it
+I hold the title, you might as well forget it
+You can put me to the test, I'll prove I am the best
+You'll be the last cuckoo to fly over the nest
+Try to dis this? Nah..
+You'll be the only scarface in the place
+Cause I'll rip out your eyes, cut your tongue off
+You can't talk no more and let the bullshit walk
+In this lifetime you're no MC
+You're just labelled in bold black ink as a wanna-be
+Now that I pulled your card and I read you
+I should punish those that misled you
+Into thinkin that you was just too good
+I beat your ass in your own neighborhood
+I have yet to threaten you with sticks and stones
+That'll hurt your bones
+
+[ Chorus ]
+I'm just throwin words at you
+(Wick-wick-wack)	--] KRS-One
+(Worrrd)
+Can you catch em, the words I'm throwin at you?
+(Wick-wick-wack)
+(Worrrd)
+Look, I'm just throwin words at you
+(Wick-wick-wack)	--] KRS-One
+(Worrrd)
+Can you catch em, the words I'm throwin at you?
+(Wick-wick-wack)
+(Worrrd)
+
+[ VERSE 2 ]
+I step in a jam, they know who I am
+All I do is smile and the crowds go wild
+MC Lyte's on top of the pile
+Waitin to put a sucker in her place
+Won't hesitate to dis a bitch to her face
+Cause you're a half-assed MC, a part-time hooker
+When talent was given out, they overlooked ya
+I rock ya blindfolded, better yet with no mic
+Hype it acappella, make your deejay go on strike
+This kinda comp I know you're not ready for
+You're just a amateur dying to explore
+Territory that is soon to be conquered by Lyte
+Tonight, alright, alright, alright, alright..
+
+[ Chorus ]
+
+[ VERSE 3 ]
+I think you better leave now, your mommy is callin you
+Rap is like a pit and your whole crew is fallin through
+But once I'm gone there ain't no catchin me
+I'm talkin bon voyage, I mean you're history
+I'm takin my fans to a new land
+If anyone can do it, Lyte Thee MC can
+Because I'm hypin my rhyme to a new hype
+So get equipped and prepare yourself for the flight
+Cause yo, you're about to enter a new dimension
+Sit back and listen, Lyte is on a mission
+I'm takin out those who attempt to oppose me
+And even those that try to get close to me
+
+[ Chorus ]
+**************************************************
+Want What I Got[Missy]
+I can rock a party with a glass of Hennessey
+I know I make yall sick with the way I boogie
+My fake ass friends wanna hang out tonight
+I'll tell 'em follow me then I'll ditch 'em at the light
+I see 'em at the club, they wanna know why I'm whilin'
+Cause I smoke weed now I'm high like a pilot
+Spendin' more cheese than you throw on a salad
+Hand me my mike, if you 'bout it, then I'm 'bout it
+
+[MC Lyte]
+Mmmm, yea I'm 'bout it
+Don't doubt it, don't doubt it
+I'm the MC Lyte boo but please don't crowd me
+Cause my security might get rowdy
+Make 'em punch you out and watch your vision go cloudy
+Now all you freaks wanna speak cuz I'm back
+Stick to your gossip like the glue to your tracks
+I never liked your ass, by the way, cuz you're wack
+Give a dog a bone so here's a Lyte snack
+
+[Mocha - Hook]
+Yo yo (yo) want what i got
+Come through then
+You at home wit' a safe you ain't got nothin' in
+Ask how I got it and keep it comin' in
+From hustlin', doublin' and publishin' (publishin')
+Want what I got
+Come through then
+You at home wit' a safe you ain't got nothin' in (nothin' in)
+Ask how I got it and keep it comin' in
+From hustlin', doublin' and publishin'
+
+[MC Lyte - Verse Two]
+Used to be a rookie singin' "La Di Da Di"
+Now me and Missy be cold-rockin' the party
+Flooded Movado ain't I fly though
+Never let 'em see you comin', that's my motto
+I'm on it, I'm on it, I had the nigga goin'
+Said I was hot tamale, mind blowin'
+It's crucial, how some folks get bourgeois
+Or bourgeois, did I lose you or did you lose me
+Either way we miles apart
+I'm hittin' the ribbon, you at the start
+I'm never, ever, ever, gonna let you think
+That your shit don't stink
+So don't come around here thinkin' you can't get it
+You'll be the first to admit it
+How you got punked by hip-hop's greatest
+Missy and Lyte bringin' you the latest, yo yo
+
+[Repeat Hook]
+
+[Missy]
+I treat niggas like they my ho
+Blaze 'em then I go
+Straight to the Nikko
+Meet another Puerto Rico
+Cute like tico
+Copy me like kinko
+You know I'mma freak, yo
+I don't love them amigos
+I'm straight to their pockets
+Bow all their sockets
+I'm plush like carpet
+They wanna stick the target
+I don't give a fuck what you rock
+Cuz you see what I got, want what I got
+
+[Repeat Hook]
+
+[Mocha]
+Want what I got
+
+[Repeat Hook]
+**************************************************
+Search 4 the LyteWithin the depths, of this infinite community
+Emerges Lyte
+
+[MC Lyte]
+One by one they fall in the darkness
+I'm glad, that I could take part in this
+And I'm hoping, that you just might
+Get together and Search 4 the Lyte
+Finding the Lyte means happiness
+It's the best and nothing less
+So I'm waiting, at the end of a tunnel
+Where happiness comes in bundles
+But it takes time, to get to the Lyte
+To get in the Lyte, to be with the Lyte
+And I'm hoping, that you just might
+Get together and Search 4 the Lyte
+
+How you get there is this question
+Honesty is my suggestion
+But first you must be awakened
+If you say you are, you're faking
+One who has seen the Lyte doesn't have to proof
+That they've been moved
+They just let it be, let it rest
+For that is the mental test
+Within this, there's so much happiness
+Sort of like lasting moments of bliss
+Everyone wants to be so happy
+Let me explain my theory:
+Some type of grief you MUST experience
+In order to appreciate happiness
+Cause if you are always satisfied
+Life will just pass by, you would've never tried
+To get to the Lyte, to get in the Lyte
+To be with the Lyte, to go see the Lyte
+And I'm hoping, that you just might
+Get together and Search 4 the Lyte
+
+If you are not ready the Lyte can be BLIND-ING
+And not worth finding
+So for this you must prepare:
+Stay awake, wake up, stay aware!
+There are SO, many distractions
+Those that see the Lyte, just a fraction
+Those that don't, remain blinded
+The Lyte is there, they can't find it
+One by one they fall in the darkness
+And it's sad, to take part in this
+But I'm hoping, that you just might
+Get together and Search 4 the Lyte
+
+Now finding the Lyte is what's so difficult
+And you can bet, that the results are
+Splenderous, wonderful, yeah
+What wouldn't you do?
+Cause once you've seen the Lyte, been with the Lyte
+Got to the Lyte, got in the Lyte
+I know that you just might
+Never ever wanna leave the Lyte
+**************************************************
+Rhyme HangoverYou've heard the hard side, the rough tough side
+Now it's time to hop aboard for a pleasure ride
+And yo, I suggest you don't resist
+This voyage, you don't wanna miss this
+It makes you woozy and feel kinda dizzy
+Fantasies wild and imagination BUSY
+
+("If there's a cure for this")
+Why would you want it? [2X]
+
+Go ahead spin the rude moves around
+If it's faint you feel, then you oughta sit down
+And let the beat just seep through the cracks
+And crannies of your brain - you can't remember your name
+The beat'll tip-tap and takin over your mind
+A cure for this hangover, I doubt you can find
+So seek if you wanna, cuz imagine your position
+If they say there's a potion well then they're probably competition
+Lyte has no fear because it overcomes evil
+My plan stands strong, not a one is feeble
+With no hesitation here's the incantation
+
+("If there's a cure for this")
+Why would you want it? [2X]
+
+Open up your ears and rev up your gears
+This is MC Lyte's train, not ol' steps and stairs
+And like I said, I knew you couldn't hack it
+So I'll pull out the stretcher and the white straightjacket
+You can talk to the fly, for more than a night
+But when they ask who put you here, you tell 'em
+MC Lyte - crumbs!
+
+("If there's a cure for this")
+Why would you want it?
+("If there's a cure for this")
+Why would you need it?
+("If there's a cure for this")
+Why would you want it?
+**************************************************
+KamikazeOutside of me, you try to picture me
+Young and black, that ain't no mystery
+But inside runs deep like an ocean
+You couldn't understand if I spoke in slow motion
+I'm tryin like hell to get some results
+But you can bet your ass that it's difficult
+They try to keep it down, because I talk to a beat
+In other words, because I try to TEACH
+But if I talk that yang-yang shit
+Like "U Can't Touch This," that shit'll hit
+Don't we have any morals anymore?
+Or did rap take the toll out the fuckin door?
+Well if it did, hardcore's back to claim it
+I'ma take it, change it, FUCK IT, rename it
+I got the plan, now let's make it effective
+You hip-hoppers you GOT to be selective
+And stop lettin that BULLSHIT slide for rap
+Can't you see that it's a brainwash.. trap?
+I rap a Cha Cha Cha, and I sat and watched
+You liked that shit, you rock around the fuckin clock
+But when I talk of education, you fear that
+Drugs and such, you don't wanna hear that
+First I pleased you, now I teach you
+DON'T YOU DARE try to bite the hand that'll lead you
+To the pot of gold, over the rainbow
+Lyte'll guide you, I know the way to go
+So just close your eyes and just take my hand
+Remember MC Lyte has the master plan
+We can go THICK, in a posse
+You ain't said nuttin slick, I'm goin kamikaze
+
+..
+
+Inside of me, you try to picture me
+Can you detect, can you see I'm angry?
+Well usually Lyte don't get upset
+But when I see wack shit gettin pressed I get VEXED
+Turn on the video -- what's this mess?
+A disgrace to rap and I'm not impressed
+So just leave, get out my domain
+You lame sucker, you fuckin no-name
+Takin up my airtime, with that
+WEAK WHACK FULL OF FULL OF BULLSHIT RHYME
+So step off ROACH, or get stepped upon
+Because my rhymes they spray like D-Con 4
+Do you want more?
+Cause I floor.. ANY emcee
+That wanna gets with me
+So yo, pack your bags, and skedaddle
+Just walk, cause you don't wanna battle
+I got the button that'll get rid of wack emcees
+It's called the Brooklynizer, have you beggin on your knees
+So quit takin up space on the CD rack
+You better prepare, cause Lyte gives no slack
+Inside of me, dwells a hundred maniacs
+Waitin for the kickoff, waitin for attack
+Who gives a FUCK??  Bring your posse!
+Cause in the 90's, Lyte is goin kamikaze
+
+..
+
+Inside -- there's no flipside
+Outside there's more than meets the eye
+So now you know, not because you're guessin
+But because I told you so, I never fess
+Everyone wants to rap, what's this a wagon?
+Bring your band and hop and start draggin
+All you rappers, you're fuckin impersonators
+Sayin I'll rap now, and learn how to rap later
+No time for that, time is too short
+And the rappin gift it can not be bought
+A solo artist - HAH, you can't be
+Maybe you'll look BETTER with a posse
+But all that you're talkin, you ain't sayin shit!
+So why you where you at?  I think you oughta quit
+Posses don't MATTER in the 90's
+Here's a warning -- Lyte is goin kamikaze!
+**************************************************
+Hard CopyStep 1 to the 2		(4x)
+
+Yeah
+Rrrah
+
+[ VERSE 1: MC Lyte ]
+I'm a big shot, hot shot, gimme one shot, I wreck shop
+In and out the boon docks I got the street smarts
+I'm on the air like Jordan
+You'll never die of boredom
+You'll only hear my floor them
+I'm on them, I'm in there, so prepare to live it up
+I'm on the type of... that makes a... wanna give it up
+So what's up with the logics?
+It's the L to the E, and you hear me in the projects
+And I didn't get hard yet, so dodge it
+Watch me enlarge it, I'ma roadhog it
+So you think you can get with me?
+(It's the L to the E) Why don't you step to me?
+(It's the L to the E) Why don't you step to me?
+(It's the L to the E) Why don't you step to me?
+(It's the L to the e) Why don't you step to me?
+
+[ VERSE 2: Lin Que ]
+I'm a big shot, hot shot, gimme one shot, I wreck shop
+Pad locks, nine Glocks, still I got the street smarts
+Yeah, I'm on the air like Jordan
+You'll never die of boredom
+You'll only hear my floor them
+Cause I'm on them, I'm in there, so prepare to live it up
+I'm on the type of shit that make a bitch wanna give it up
+So what's up with the logics?
+It's the L to the Q, yo, I think you better dog that
+And I didn't get hard yet, so dodge it
+Watch me enlarge it, I'ma roadhog it
+And you think you can get with me?
+(Yo, it's the L to the Q) So come and step to me
+(It's the L to the Q) So come and step to me
+(It's the L to the Q) So come and step to me
+(It's the L to the Q) So come and step to me
+
+[ VERSE 3: Kink E-Z ]
+I'm a big shot, I'm a hot shot, give me one shot, I wreck shop
+So you wanna hang with dreadlocks? Yes, I got the street smarts
+Ugh, through the air like Jordan
+You'll never die of boredom
+You'll only hear my floor them
+Cause I'm on them, and in there, so prepare to give it up
+I'm on the type of shit that make a bitch wanna give it up
+So what's up with the logics?
+It's the Kink E-Z, and you see me in the projects
+And I didn't even get hard yet, so dodge it
+Watch me enlarge it, I'ma roadhog it
+So you think you wanna fuck with me?
+(It's the Kink to the E) Don't step to me
+(It's the Kink to the E) Don't step to me
+(It's the Kink to the E) Don't step to me
+(It's the Kink to the E) Don't step to me
+
+Duke Da Moon
+
+Hard Copy
+Hard Copy
+Hard Copy
+It's a Hard Copy
+**************************************************
+TRG (The Rap Game)TRG we making that cream
+People get fooled it ain't easy as it seems
+You can rock on till the break of dawn
+But one by one your ass is gone
+I got trapped in the rap game at sixteen and saw
+It's no more than a crap game, know what I mean?
+Like when you feel you shake 'em right they fake roll snake
+Eyes in the this industry that's how quick niggas die
+Through my eyes its like Russian roulette
+Never do you know when you about to get wet
+So you should stay set so you don't fall and go under
+Have people saying I wonder what happened to him or her
+It's sad when you being to think you can be gone but you
+Can be gone in the blink of an eye, don't ask why cause you try
+Somebody came along that was twice as fly
+I remember when I hit the seen it was the second faze
+Rope chains two finger rings, those where the days
+Latin quarters m y puma suit was cool
+Now let me be caught in that and I'll be damned a fool ya
+Gotta changed with the times like the weather
+MC's that lasts is the MC's that's clover
+You can't move to slow cause when
+It's to time to go, you see it's to time to go
+TRG we making that cream
+People get fooled it ain't easy as it seems
+You can rock on till the break of dawn
+But one day brother your ass is gone
+TRG we making that cream
+People get fooled it ain't easy as it seems
+You can rock on till the break of dawn
+But one day sister your ass is gone
+Come back after come back, nigga came back more wack
+Than the wackest wax on the rack, what's up with
+That New Jacks are coming through taking no slack
+They hungry and they looking for a spot to cop a squat
+You better watch the clock it can be awfully embarrassing
+To not know when it's time to let go of the rhyme
+It's about half past the monkeys ass
+You should have been gone but you
+Still trying to hang on, what happens when you
+Chilling at the level on the 10th floor nobody
+Knows your name anymore, aren't you?
+Wait and let me think, just as quick as you
+Got large you can quickly shrink & sink into the crates and
+Collect dust, don't be mad cause it happens to best of us
+TRG we making that cream
+People get fooled it ain't easy as it seems
+You can rock on till the break of dawn
+But one by one your ass is gone
+TRG we making that cream
+People get fooled it ain't easy as it seems
+You can rock on till the break of dawn
+But one by one your ass is gone
+To and from they come and go, you better change your flow
+And then switch up your show, I seen some come with the
+Booming ass hits, then they gone but then they don't leave
+With shit, you better tell an exec you need to be set
+So when it's over you ain't living out your Land Rover
+When you rap life dies
+And you still alive nigga, you better know how to
+Survive it ain't easy and it ain't supposed to be
+Letting niggas know what time it is
+When it comes to me the L-Y-T-E
+Stronger than the ox the octane that
+Knocks in your brain I sustain
+My mission is to maintain sane, know what I mean
+Keep doing my thang, you can't move too slow
+Cause when it's your time to go you gotta go, gotta go
+TRG we making that cream
+People get fooled it ain't easy as it seems
+You can rock on till the break of dawn
+But one by one your ass is gone
+**************************************************
+One On OneYeah, yeah, ooh
+Smooth better that I ever seen him look
+As I flip the vibe book
+He's on the front page, never looking his age
+He's all that and I'm all in so let the games begin
+
+Now I'ma give you something' so you could get into it
+I got the side view so I could watch ya do it
+You've been on my mind but you're so hard to find
+Holly woods got a hold on that behind
+
+I ain't ashamed to play the game
+Listen here, I won't say no names
+Put your ass out, make your woman put your ass out
+If you knew I was talking to you, you would pass out
+
+'Cause I gave you no type of indication
+And if I did I was probably on some medication
+I got the hots for your daddy and I just begun
+Let's do this one on one
+
+One, one, one, one
+One, one, one, one
+(Yeah, I wanna play that game)
+One, one, one, one
+One, one, one, one
+(You and me, baby, one on one)
+
+One, one, one, one
+One, one, one, one
+(Yeah, I wanna play that game)
+One, one, one, one
+One, one, one, one
+(Just you and me, baby, one on one)
+
+Half way across the world I seen you at my show
+With your girl back in Italy, but are you still into me?
+'Cause if you are I'm here to let you know
+You don't have to be a superstar for me and you to go find
+
+Now I ain't never lied you got the body of an angel
+Bangle, bangle, watch the bojangle from every angle
+I'm clocking you, honey
+We could sign a prenup, I got my own money
+
+I just wanna get to know you a little better
+In the Lyte after dark on the DL whatever
+I wanna feel your muscle flex off your backbone
+I got the Jones and I can't leave you alone
+
+I wanna rub your deltoid down to your bicep
+Better late than never and I'm sorry I slept
+But now I'm well awake and I'm ready for the fun
+Let's do this one on one
+
+One, one, one, one
+One, one, one, one
+(I wanna play that game)
+One, one, one, one
+One, one, one, one
+(You and me, baby, one on one)
+
+One, one, one, one
+One, one, one, one
+(Yeah, I wanna play that game)
+One, one, one, one
+One, one, one, one
+(Just you and me, baby, one on one)
+
+Damn, the only brother make me look twice
+Believe that baby, I wanna sacrifice
+I'm on it, you couldn't shake me off if you tried
+No sleeping on the job and I'm wide eyed
+
+I like the video you got out, the song is butter
+Try to keep a clean head and my mind out the gutter
+But it's hard, you bring out the best and the worst
+If I knew you way back when I would have let you hit it first
+
+Love, it's like water on the brain
+Only you can tame this run away train
+Last time I seen ya, gleam in your eye
+You was looking fly with your girl by your side
+
+Shit, I ain't trying to take her place
+I just wanna have your face all up in my space
+I got the hots for ya and I just begun
+You and me, baby, one on one
+
+One, one, one, one
+One, one, one, one
+(Yeah, I wanna play that game)
+One, one, one, one
+One, one, one, one
+(You and me, baby, one on one)
+
+One, one, one, one
+One, one, one, one
+(Yeah, I wanna play that game)
+One, one, one, one
+One, one, one, one
+(Just you and me, baby, one on one)
+
+One, one, one, one
+One, one, one, one
+(One on one, I wanna play that game, yeah)
+One, one, one, one
+One, one, one, one
+(You and me, baby)
+
+One, one, one, one
+One, one, one, one
+(One on one, I wanna play that game)
+One, one, one, one
+One, one, one, one
+(You and me just one on one)
+
+One, one, one, one
+One, one, one, one
+(Yeah, I wanna play that game)
+One, one, one, one
+One, one, one, one
+(Yeah, yeah, yeah, I wanna play that game)
+**************************************************
+Give Me What I WantMake it last long, uha, uh
+
+Here's a situation, skip the talk
+Let me know dog if you bite or bark
+What it is soldier, you ready to march
+Can you make me shoot, or you just soft
+Cause I got no time for the games
+Just keep my spine full of pain
+Hit the boost and hit turbo
+In this sexual inferno
+Keep my lovin', drippin' drains
+Or love highway, switchin' lanes
+Show me different thangs with the whip and chains
+Hit you with this grippin' pain
+Can you handle that, are you alright
+Test me out, is it alright
+Come on baby, you ain't finished
+You servin' time, I ain't talkin' minutes
+
+Make it hot for me, I'm Lyte if you comin' strong
+Give me what I want tonight, make it last long
+
+Certified misses, I'm misses
+Only get my time if it's
+Somethin' that stay somethin'
+All night, until brunch and
+Hit it right, manouvre me
+Take your big knot, ? me
+Pull my hair back, who the ruler be
+Lovin' you so tight, no room for three
+Tell me you want me
+My love keep you horny
+I know's my mother on me
+Stay away from the masculine
+Thing that keep me needing asperin
+Got me gaspin' in for air, pashin' and
+Sheets satin and mixed with silk
+Here's my love, mixed with milk
+
+Make it hot for me, I'm Lyte if you comin' strong
+Give me what I want tonight, make it last long
+Make it hot for me, I'm Lyte if you comin' strong
+Give me what I want tonight, make it last long
+What does it feel like
+
+Check me out, feminine engine
+Brooklyn girl, read the emblem
+Him, them, and that's hangin'
+Ten, it's nine-eight and then
+Till it's hot and you got me bent
+On top of my thing, you win
+Came nine times, going for the tenth
+Think you could hang if you attempt
+With energy, when you enter me, hold on
+Goin' for a ride, hope you don't fold on
+Me, when we in the midst
+Of battlin' with my slip
+No babblin', close your lips
+Get close to it, nothing close to this
+Feelin' what I feel when I'm next to you
+I stretch for you, please stretch me too
+Night got me right as we take the flight
+Through the clouds of love, highest heights
+My thing's tighter than a Jew's pockets
+Think you used to it, go head, rock it
+
+Make it hot for me, I'm Lyte if you comin' strong
+Give me what I want tonight, make it last long
+Make it hot for me, I'm Lyte if you comin' strong
+Give me what I want tonight, make it last long
+
+Make it hot for me, I'm Lyte if you comin' strong
+Give me what I want tonight, make it last long
+Make it hot for me, I'm Lyte if you comin' strong
+Give me what I want tonight, make it last long
+
+Make it hot for me, I'm Lyte if you comin' strong
+Make it hot for me, I'm Lyte if you comin' strong
+**************************************************
+I Can’t Make a Mistake[Intro]
+
+Hehah, yeah...yeah...yeah...yeah...come on
+
+[Hook]
+
+I can't make a mistake
+Missing the dancefloor shake
+I gotta get to the floor, I gotta get to the floor
+(2x)
+
+[MC Lyte]
+
+Romancing in the dark, I spark the light
+It's alright tonight, I gotta get the mic
+As I scope the crowd, I spot red eyes
+Grippin' them Heinekens, they don't know where they been
+Baby got back see, rollin' like ten deep
+But you look for good luck, swing in the Expo G
+I mean no harm, but that lucky charm
+You need to ditch it quick, get with the Brooklyn bomb
+I be, we be, bumpin' the spot G
+Wherever we be, we hit correctly
+It's been so long, we gotta get it on
+To this song, my song, now sing along come on
+
+[Hook]
+
+[MC Lyte]
+
+Come here, let's rap a taste a little
+Floor's too high, not to jiggle in the middle of tender vittle
+Cell phone, on roam, Syl Rhone, come home we double chrome
+But I can't make a mistake, hmmm
+Leave the dance floor now (uhn uhn, no no)
+I'm on to somethin', he bubblin' the sugar baby
+Shoulda, woulda, coulda, that ain't me baby
+When I step into my Mizrahi frame
+I change the game, it'll never look the same
+Obstruct it, abstract it, my tactic, fantastic
+It's been so long, we gotta get it on
+To this song, my song, now sing along come on
+I can't make a mistake, I can't make a mistake
+
+[Hook]
+
+[MC Lyte]
+
+Yeah...here he come, lookin' like he 21
+Knowing damn well, he too could get done
+But he got a partner, and that ain't too hard to fix
+Once I slide up in the mix
+Juggin' it baby, from right to left
+Jigged out, gotta pick ya out from what's left
+It's no mystery, the way ya humpin' and bumpin'
+I what you comin' home with me?
+I'm-gon'-get-some-satisfaction
+The way you comin' at me with the action
+You betta know it, when ya dealing with the poet
+Whatever ? you got, you betta show it
+It's been so long, we gotta get it on
+To this song, my song, now sing along come on
+I can't make a mistake, I can't make a mistake
+
+[Hook]
+**************************************************
+Take it OffNow you called my house and you said come over
+Your mother and your father are gone, and you're alone
+With Rover the dog, but now you're frontin
+You said if I come you'd give me somethin
+So don't start playin around cause I'm serious
+What did you call me for cause I'm curious
+Or did you call me just to look in my face
+Now I know I didn't come just to take up space
+The night is right, and the stars are bright
+So c'mon now brother just treat me right
+And just take it off, I mean everything
+Hurry up pretty boy so that we can SWING
+I don't smoke and I don't get high
+But if I say I don't love well that would be a lie
+Because I do every chance I get
+But if I don't I won't fall I won't fret
+I'm no fool I got plenty of sense
+So I just be cool, and have patience
+Make up your mind, please let me know
+And when you give me the green that's when I'll go
+So please pretty boy don't hesitate
+And entice me nice and cooperate
+You tried the rest and I tried the best
+And when the time comes boy no regrets
+And just take it off
+
+Now take off your hat, untie your shoelace
+And after you finish, I want you to face me
+Now baby, don't get scared
+Cause I'm not like the other girls so don't compare me
+Tender lovin care is all I give
+And if possible boy, well I would like to live with you
+And if I do it ain't everybody's business
+It seems to me ya just how you got into this
+Take it off, cause I'm ready to rock
+Like Maxwell baby, until the last drop
+Cruisin down the street in my SL
+When I seen this dude who was built very well
+Face was handsome, body was fine
+How did I know, I was cruisin behind him
+Looked at the car, looked at me
+Then he asked me my name, I told him Lyte the MC but
+I didn't want to outplay my hand
+So I talked so smooth he could understand me
+He was definitely the move
+I only said sweet things, that could soothe him
+Opened up the door, and he got in
+And automatically my mind just turned to sin
+I told him take it off - I mean everything
+Hurry up pretty boy so that we can swing
+I mean take it off, cause I'm ready to rock
+Like Maxwell baby until the last drop
+
+Met this guy at an amusement park
+He was good to go and it was after dark
+You can guess girls what was on my mind
+Let's go under the boardwalk and have a good time baby
+Instead the boy asked me my sign
+And I said, "Why?" and he said, "Never mind."
+When the time come and it's you I'm thinkin of
+A sign don't make a difference only how you make love to me
+You make me feel so good you're a man
+Oooh baby I melt like cotton candy
+If I could predict the rest of my life
+I'd be a millionaire and I'd also be your wife
+So let's take a bout through the tunnel of life
+Because you know what I'm thinkin of..
+.. c'mon baby just take it off
+
+Take it off
+Take it off
+That's right, now take it off
+Take it off
+Pal Joey, take it off
+C'mon now, take it off
+**************************************************
+Too FlyCome on, admit it, the Lyte is too fly
+Come on, admit it, the Lyte is too fly
+Come on, admit it, the Lyte is too fly
+"I think it's time I start feelin' bitchy."
+
+[Verse 1:]
+Juicy like a nectarine when I hit the scene
+My game is long and lean like a limousine
+I told you from the "get," I was the wet dream
+How simple did it seem to smudge my Maybelline
+Now you wanna play like you're hard to get
+Should I play how easy you are to forget?
+My girls told me I was out to prove 'em wrong
+They said you was a jackass and wouldn't last long
+Trust me on this here before I let you hit it
+I knew your dumb ass would last about a minute
+I'm too fly for what you got to give to me
+I got niggas out there dying to live for me
+Now you wanna act like you're playing it
+Like I'm supposed to run and catch your dumb ass, bitch?
+You was foolish now to let this one go by
+Come on, admit it, the Lyte is too fly
+
+[Chorus: Pamela Long]
+You used to love me, my love thang
+I used to love you, with tender loving care
+And I'll take you there
+And I'll take you there
+
+[Verse 2:]
+Had you driving my Yukon on my Motorola
+Now you at the pay phone downing a Corona
+All dried up, trying to chase the blues away
+Not another like me will ever come your way
+I even got you new kicks, but there will be
+No more of that, you'll be wishing you had this
+Besides that, I treated you well
+But your ass was just too jacked up to tell
+Your boy around the way? Your arch enemy?
+Asked me for my digits, wanted to get with me
+First I told him no can do, I'm with you
+But new show, new day in New York, forget you
+Had me wasting my time as well as my money
+Tell your little sister ain't a damn thing funny
+Next time I see her, I'mma poke her in the eye
+Come on, admit it, the Lyte is too fly
+
+[Chorus]
+
+[Verse 3:]
+How you gonna game me? I made the rules
+An ass like you only playing to lose
+Next time be leery of which one you choose
+Picking somebody out, thinking you're about to use
+They say you only meet the true love of your life
+Once throughout your years, better make her your wife
+Now you picked the wrong one to let go by, nigga
+Come on, admit it, the Lyte is too fly
+
+[Chorus] (2x)
+**************************************************
+Survival of the Fittest (Remix)[ Gizmo ]
+Yo King, man, who we working with today?
+[ King Of Chill ]
+Ah - Lyte
+[ Gizmo ]
+Bud Light?
+[ King Of Chill  ]
+Nah Giz, MC Lyte
+[ Gizmo ]
+Yo Milk
+[ both ]
+Kick it
+
+(Survival of the fittest overcomes the weak meek)
+
+[ VERSE 1: MC Lyte ]
+Never does one know the force that is in them
+Till some puss jumps up and offends them
+Then I have to subtract, minus and eliminate
+Those that try to front and try to perpetrate
+Like they know me well when they don't know me at all
+Sayin 'hi', 'how you're doin' and 'I'll give you a call'
+Then, to top it off, sayin they'll visit
+When they don't know the zip code, much less the digits
+Like Shelly says, sometimes you have to get kuffed
+Like MC Lyte says, yo, you're gonna get buffed
+Each and every time you try to play me
+I'm not the egg to be cracked, the digem to be smacked
+So when I see you, you better be fully strapped
+At all times, cause it only takes Lyte one time, and one time only
+I'm the microphone controller, MC sucker folder
+Lyte'll take you places you never would've seen
+If it was dark - you know what I mean?
+So show appreciation, gratitude, it is necessary
+Cause when I hear weak rhymes, I am quick to bury
+Those who try to know me before they meet me
+You can't grow on me, so don't greet me
+I'm sick of the prentendin and all the make-believe
+Pronto, move back, give me space to breathe
+I'm not a push-over, so don't push up on me
+I'm not a sidewalk, so don't try to walk on me
+I seen people taken advantage of
+In situations like money, trust and love
+I have no time for petty things that are trivial
+Like who'll dance with me if I can't dance
+I'm not a dancer, that's what Leg 1 and 2 are for
+I master the rhyme, that's what I get paid for
+They say two extras, yo, it's all in the rhyme
+And if you look hard, you can see I work overtime
+This is a warning, a due day is dawning
+I thought I ought to tell you, so you can start mourning
+So put your black on and your best black shoes
+And keep your ears open, cause this is today's news
+Extra, extra, read all about it
+(It's about MC Lyte!) the boy shouted
+First time in history you thought to buy a paper
+Cause I was on the inside picture on the cover
+Oopsy daisy, I should be more modest
+But hey, what can I say, I was brought up to be honest
+Like a Rican rides a Caddy I'm with this beat, chief
+The only time they complain is when it's too brief
+But other than that they long for me to go on
+On my birth certificate it states: 'star is born'
+Sample up the sound if you will
+Raps by Lyte, production King Of Chill
+So watch the solar system, never stop lookin
+Cause up and on the rise is the planet Brooklyn
+You can compare me to crackers and cheese
+But don't compare me to a sucker MC
+See, cause crackers and cheese, yo, that shit is good
+But sucker MC's ain't as good as they should
+Be, see, they lack, so Lyte must tax
+Not much, just enough to see if they can move it
+Show and prove to see that they can get into it
+Try your best, a useful strategy
+And after practice, if you're still raggedy
+Then and only then can you be called a sucker MC
+Sucker
+I hate long good-bye's, so I'll just say farewell
+Any last comments, Lyte fans do tell
+I got you locked on, so now I'm gonna free ya
+Okay, here we go, stop, see ya
+
+(See ya) (see ya) (see ya)...
+**************************************************
+Oogie BoogieIf you're thinkin', you're too cool to boogie
+Boy, oh boy, have I got news for you
+Everybody here tonight must boogie, let me tell ya
+You are no exception to the rule
+So get on up on the floor
+'Cuz we're gonna boogie, oogie, oogie
+Till ya just can't boogie no more
+(Boogie)
+Boogie no more, you can't boogie no more
+(Boogie)
+Boogie no more, listen to the music
+There's no time to waste, let's get this show on the road
+Listen to the music and let your body flow
+The sooner we begin, the longer we got to groove
+Listen to the music and let your body move
+So get on up on the floor
+'Cuz we're gonna boogie, oogie, oogie
+Till we just can't boogie no more
+(Boogie)
+Boogie no more, you can't boogie no more
+(Boogie)
+Boogie no more, listen to the bass play
+Boogie, boogie
+Get down, boogie, oogie, oogie
+Get down, boogie, oogie, oogie
+Get down, boogie, oogie, oogie
+Get down
+**************************************************
+U Got ItYou lookin' good boy, you got that fire now
+So you a hot boy, I'll be your hot toy
+You know the routine, rub up on my blue jeans
+And if you do it good, well then you got me
+
+You lookin' good boy, you got that fire now
+So you a hot boy, I'll be your hot toy
+You know the routine, rub up on my blue jeans
+And if you do it good, well then you got me
+
+Pop that Crys, Mr. juicy lips
+What I gotta do for you to ride these hips
+Slide to the whip, ride to the strip
+Get a place on the low, right off fifth
+Low lights, move right, seats real cushy
+Make a move on you, hope I ain't too pushy
+I like the way we vibe
+But there's something about you baby that's making me hot
+And I don't smoke, but I will take a tote for you
+I see you risin', tell me what ya going through
+You wanna what, oh shit, now you talkin' to me
+That sexy shit gon' bring out the New York in me
+I know you heard me say it before, Lyte as a rock
+I hope you knock, come on baby, put it on the spot
+By that knot in your jeans I see you holdin' a lot
+You makin' me hot, so show me what you got
+
+You lookin' good boy, you got that fire now
+So you a hot boy, I'll be your hot toy
+You know the routine, rub up on my blue jeans
+And if you do it good, well then you got me
+
+You lookin' good boy, you got that fire now
+So you a hot boy, I'll be your hot toy
+You know the routine, rub up on my blue jeans
+And if you do it good, well then you got me
+
+	[Unknown Male]
+You lookin' good chick, I wanna get that
+Tell me what I gotta do to get with that
+You lookin' good girl, I wanna get that (aha)
+Tell me what I gotta do to get with that
+
+At the club I gotta preview
+You followin' me, I can see you in the rear views
+You swallowin' me, every word that you heard me say
+Rolled up the elevator, ran down the hallway
+Blast through the doorway, pause
+You gon' make me drop my drawers
+X that nigga, come out yours
+Back's real big and shoulders broad
+Six pack, let me hit that with your thick back
+From the kitchen floor to the jacuzzi
+Anywhere we do it, you gon' salute me
+I got the whipped cream, I got the magazines
+Before we hit it you gon' have to get that ass clean
+Get that hat boy, and crack that back boy
+And don't be scared if I smack it from the back boy
+I'm feeling sticky like I'm hot from the sun, oh
+What you sayin', you ain't got one
+
+You lookin' good boy, you got that fire now
+So you a hot boy, I'll be your hot toy
+You know the routine, rub up on my blue jeans
+And if you do it good, well then you got me
+
+You lookin' good boy, you got that fire now
+So you a hot boy, I'll be your hot toy
+You know the routine, rub up on my blue jeans
+And if you do it good, well then you got me
+
+And if you do it good, good, well then you got me, me
+Well then you got me, me, ooh, ooh, ooh, pause
+**************************************************
+CloserVerse 1 (MC Lyte)
+In the three on the deegan, we be freakin'
+Bobbin' and weavin' my peeps sleepin'
+Steady creepin' dippin' in the jeepin'
+Dones be peepin', benjis we be keepin'
+Cheddar we be spending, niggas ain't cheapin'
+Hip hoppin' bobbin' with the beat and
+I'm not concieted just never been defeated
+Test and get that ass beated
+The wanna act like I can't flow phatly
+When they attack me I got skills to back me
+Go ahead now simulate that
+How they forget who originated that
+Ladies and gentlemen the ruffneck is back
+More potent than a foul vile of crack
+I keep you open like a BM hatchback
+While you keepin' my tape draped up in yo' knapsack
+
+(chorus)
+You comin' closer and closer, I thought I told you
+You know that I will toast you
+You're not supposed to come closer and closer
+I thought I told you, you know that I will toast you
+Don't come closer
+
+Verse 2 (Space Nine)
+Yo, I write my own, but-uh who's writin' your rhymes
+Oh you independent now 'coz you bitin' my lines
+Listen, two flamin' bitches hide yo' claiming and sixes
+Shines so bright can't see us in pictures
+Leavin' non believers in ditches
+Those who can acchieve won't percieve our existance
+They need verbal assistance, check it
+All them things you say you got, we now your makin' it up
+To get a man in a club, you steady shakin' it up
+See thay played my song twice 'coz they can't get enough
+I'd say put yourself in my shoes but they cost too much
+Space Nine bustin' 16 bars on Lyte's time
+We write rhymes, y'all chicks is puppets on mic time
+While I, chanel stars through pipe lines
+Illuminate the sky day and night make my presence defined
+Yo, blue Gucci sale platinum tag taped to my leg
+Promise no threat, shine on my neck signing my cheques
+
+(chorus) x2
+
+Verse 3 (MC Lyte)
+You can't afford to be nasty if you ask me
+Tryin' to pass me but can't outlast me
+Sweet like like nector comin' in your sector
+Movin' in your direction, takin' over your section
+Am I bad no question they just a fraction
+Tryin' to get some action from the section
+Ain't that somethin' I got your crew jumpin' and bumpin'
+While you talkin' nothing
+I bring it to you with no hesitation
+'Coz the top is where I rest but it's your destination
+And I know this so I'm puttin' you on notice
+Don't you come too close to this
+I got the gift to forsee the drama like they know me
+Pullin' up slowly and tryin' to bring out the ol' me
+But I'm brand spank comin' for your bank
+Not nigga what you think but what you thought, and now you caught
+Long as you live and for eternity
+You're only bad as Lyte the MC allows you to be
+Not easy to sabbotage wiser than the average
+You can jack me now and later you can peep my, catalogue
+You gotta alphernumeric but you can't read
+DKNY frames but you can't see
+How I'm blow up like a stick of dynie and burn that hynie baby
+C'mon I'm beggin' try me
+
+(chorus) x2
+**************************************************
+My Time[Verse 1: Scarlet]
+You can find my niggas on the hottest blocks
+Sippin’ Henny rock
+Holdin’ packs in their socks, goin’ get this money non-stop
+Fuck the cops, we get the drop
+Rather run than get locked
+Constantly switching the spots
+Navigating nautical yachts
+Flooded diamonds seasons
+Femme Fatale rhyme and reason
+Body time for treason
+Air Force One, we leavin’
+Panama Red holdin’ 52 heads for ransom
+My nigga Johnny Handsome trigger itchin’ to cancel ‘em
+I’m like “Hold up, wait a minute
+Let’s get down to business
+You could kill up all these motherfuckers
+Soon as the deal finish”
+All out war ‘til we lace something and base something
+Don’t say nothing
+Scarlet fuck around and grenade something
+Exchange something, bodies for dollars
+We go two hours to kill
+I want a half a mil and a private jet to Brazil
+Y’all could forget it ‘cause all negotiations is deaded
+The grudge in my heart is embedded
+And these are the days that you dreaded
+
+[Verse 2: Blue Velvet]
+Scanless fiends, we rise from the midst like submarines
+Tote sub-machines
+Favorite colors green
+Illuminate the scene
+Playing devils advocate
+State lavish and extravagant
+Cats holdin’ chips
+We have to get
+Ain’t your average chick
+Black Madonna, Ms. Maverick
+Platinum exposure vi cola
+Sword soldier, yo floss rocks like boulders
+The ones that make your wrist bend
+Televised like Wimbledon
+Thug women in Timberlands
+Leave you trembling
+Sex symboling, swindling
+Femme Fatale and Lyte turn thugs to gentlemen
+
+[Chorus]
+Ten past nine, Lyte’s time to shine
+What’s mine is mine, what’s yours is mine
+Synchronize the time, watch the scheming kind
+Type to slip you micky, rob you cats blind
+Ten past nine, Fatale time to shine
+What’s mine is mine, what’s yours is mine
+Synchro’ the time, watch the scheming kind
+Type to slip you micky, rob you cats blind
+
+[Verse 3:]
+Thug princess, relentless
+Step to my business
+If it ain’t lucrative with interest
+It’s senseless
+Tigress la temptress
+Loving leave ‘em defenseless
+Male mind the simplest
+Ice Berg can’t pimp this
+Lay with a serpent, sin in your semen
+Wake up birthing demons
+Got Adam? We even
+Trick dada trap
+Taped to the garter
+Master the art of getting ricotta
+Documented like Magna Carta
+Ill reputed leaving pockets diluted
+Intriguing breast protruded, plan precisely executed
+Sonned you, slip the micky, never come to
+Made off with a bundle
+If you wake, death becomes you
+It’s all about extortion
+Small cats trying to get a portion
+What you sporting
+Posing, trying to look important
+Caution, yo, that lavish life be costing
+Before the fame and fortune
+Better know what line you’re crossing
+
+[Verse 4: MC Lyte]
+I come passive like a cherry, little girl or a peach
+Dress dime and I’m fine when I’m trying to get the heap
+I show a lot of teeth, front with the sweets
+But you know that beneath
+There’s a whole lot of street
+Don’t test the temper of the do-more-than-talk shitter
+Your mens are trapped like the dead of winter
+Slide in like a splinter
+Pull out with the money and the Lex
+We don’t even have to wet him
+Leave him drowning in his sweat
+Femme Fatale, what’s next?
+They about to get me vex
+Trying to do me in the pookie
+Thinking he gon’ get the sex
+Surprise! You’ll be lucky if you ever open your eyes
+Or even see the light again, ‘cause I’m about to go in
+Don’t question the veteran
+You thugs know I’m better than
+Anyone or anything or any crew that’s ever been
+While you’re listening to this
+Got you caught up in the twist
+MC Lyte, Femme Fatale
+Don’t sweat the fish
+
+[Chorus] (2x)
+**************************************************
+Survival of the Fittest[ gizmo ]
+Yo king, man, who we working with today?
+[ king of chill ]
+Ah - lyte
+[ gizmo ]
+Bud light?
+[ king of chill ]
+Nah giz, mc lyte
+[ gizmo ]
+Yo milk
+[ both ]
+Kick it
+
+(survival of the fittest overcomes the weak meek)
+
+[ verse 1: mc lyte ]
+Never does one know the force that is in them
+Till some puss jumps up and offends them
+Then I have to subtract, minus and eliminate
+Those that try to front and try to perpetrate
+Like they know me well when they don't know me at all
+Sayin 'hi', 'how you're doin' and 'i'll give you a call'
+Then, to top it off, sayin they'll visit
+When they don't know the zip code, much less the digits
+Like shelly says, sometimes you have to get kuffed
+Like mc lyte says, yo, you're gonna get buffed
+Each and every time you try to play me
+I'm not the egg to be cracked, the digem to be smacked
+So when I see you, you better be fully strapped
+At all times, cause it only takes lyte one time, and one time only
+I'm the microphone controller, mc sucker folder
+Lyte'll take you places you never would've seen
+If it was dark - you know what I mean?
+So show appreciation, gratitude, it is necessary
+Cause when I hear weak rhymes, I am quick to bury
+Those who try to know me before they meet me
+You can't grow on me, so don't greet me
+I'm sick of the prentendin and all the make-believe
+Pronto, move back, give me space to breathe
+I'm not a push-over, so don't push up on me
+I'm not a sidewalk, so don't try to walk on me
+I seen people taken advantage of
+
+In situations like money, trust and love
+I have no time for petty things that are trivial
+Like who'll dance with me if I can't dance
+I'm not a dancer, that's what leg 1 and 2 are for
+I master the rhyme, that's what I get paid for
+They say two extras, yo, it's all in the rhyme
+And if you look hard, you can see I work overtime
+This is a warning, a due day is dawning
+I thought I ought to tell you, so you can start mourning
+So put your black on and your best black shoes
+And keep your ears open, cause this is today's news
+Extra, extra, read all about it
+(it's about mc lyte!) the boy shouted
+First time in history you thought to buy a paper
+Cause I was on the inside picture on the cover
+Oopsy daisy, I should be more modest
+But hey, what can I say, I was brought up to be honest
+Like a rican rides a caddy I'm with this beat, chief
+The only time they complain is when it's too brief
+But other than that they long for me to go on
+On my birth certificate it states: 'star is born'
+Sample up the sound if you will
+Raps by lyte, production king of chill
+So watch the solar system, never stop lookin
+Cause up and on the rise is the planet brooklyn
+You can compare me to crackers and cheese
+But don't compare me to a sucker mc
+See, cause crackers and cheese, yo, that shit is good
+But sucker mc's ain't as good as they should
+Be, see, they lack, so lyte must tax
+Not much, just enough to see if they can move it
+Show and prove to see that they can get into it
+Try your best, a useful strategy
+And after practice, if you're still raggedy
+Then and only then can you be called a sucker mc
+Sucker
+I hate long good-bye's, so I'll just say farewell
+Any last comments, lyte fans do tell
+I got you locked on, so now I'm gonna free ya
+Okay, here we go, stop, see ya
+
+(see ya) (see ya) (see ya)...
+**************************************************
+Lola from the CopaLola hopped into a cab, she went to work
+As she walked into the club, the fellas went bezerk
+They screamed her name out -- Lola, Lola
+Yeah, she was the star of the Copa
+She smiled and danced til morning
+Lola took uppers, to stop her from yawning
+For the finale, she got an applause
+Lola was gracious, she didn't do tours
+She felt appreciated, just like a star
+But for the meanwhile, she got a drink from the bar
+Lola had no kids and lost her mother
+Her lover used drugs and left her for another
+But little did she know that she would make love tonight
+She'd do it willingly without puttin up a fight
+
+	Lola.. she was a showgirl..
+	with yellow ribbons in her hair..
+	and a dress right up to here..
+
+At the bar, his name was Zeke the Freak
+He just moved in down the street
+He introduced himself and bought her a drink
+Before she could refuse, she didn't stop to think
+More and more alcohol, now she was intoxicated
+He picked her up off her feet, as he escapaded
+Down the block then he opened the door
+As he struggled to get in, then put her on the floor
+He went to the door to make sure that it was locked
+As he bolted all of them, he looked up at the clock
+It said one, or maybe he'd be done in two
+Or two and three, eventually, how freaky could he be?
+He began to think what should I do firstly?
+I'll get a little drink, because I'm very thirsty
+He got a little OJ, to make it really OK
+Grabbed a wad of Hubba Bubba, but didn't use a rubber
+They did it for three hours, he jumped into the shower
+Got out and towel dried, and screamed, "I've got the power!"
+He came out of the bathroom, she was still on the floor
+He said, "Heck I've got to wreck," then he jumped on for more
+
+	Lola.. (uh-huh) she was a showgirl..
+	with yellow ribbons in her hair..
+	and a dress right up to here..
+	She met this guy named Zeke..
+	who was truly a freak..
+	And she didn't stop to think..
+	before she took that sunrise drink..
+
+She finally awoke, eight o'clock in the morning
+Not remembering a stroke, as she began yawning
+Zeke the Freak thought he was thick and slick
+But what Zeke did not know
+Is that little Lola, little Lola
+From the Copa used to be a hoe
+Now he's paid, thought he had it made
+But Zeke the Freak got AIDS
+
+	Lola.. she was a showgirl.. (yeah)
+	with yellow ribbons in her hair..
+	and a dress right up to here..
+	She met this guy named Zeke..
+	who was truly a freak..
+	And she didn't stop to think..
+	before she took that sunrise drink..
+	He caught a bad one..
+	while he was havin fun..
+	Took Lola to his bed
+	And now the freak is -- dead
+**************************************************
+All ThatThere's a song.. that I sing.. whenever I'm sad.. feelin bad
+
+[MC Lyte]
+It was a date, a simple little fuckin date
+Or so I thought, wasn't that my great mistake
+He picked me up at eight, from my crib
+We went to dinner and he ordered babyback ribs
+What a waste, a waste of the mind and body
+And then he said, "Lyte, would you like to go and party?"
+I thought about it, and then I said, "NO!
+Pay for my food motherfucker and let's go!"
+He said, "My, aren't we agressive.."
+Damn right, and I'm also perceptive
+I know your kind, you roam around the fuckin town
+You wanna slap it, flip it, and rub it down
+You want some booty but you're gettin none this way
+You better ask Suzy Sally or that girl Fay
+You gets NONE, you hear me you cheesy rat?
+Because I'm Lyte, and I'm havin NONE of that
+
+Chorus: MC Lyte
+
+I'm all that, yes I'm all that
+You ask how?  I'm all that now
+I'm all of that, yes I'm all that
+And rollin through your hood with a BASEBALL bat
+
+[MC Lyte]
+First I head out, into the red-eyed
+Turn the AC, so it feels cool inside
+Step in the jam, baring good news
+Although for some folks, I bring the blues
+Always solo, no relyin on a posse
+I see what you see, do you see what I see?
+I see suckers, many pucker-uppers
+ASS-kissers, as well as buttlickers
+Many many that will do me good and plenty
+Don't know me from Adam, but wanna get with me
+Claimin they will do or have done or have did me
+Talkin that yang, your ass'll get SLAPPED
+Because I'm Lyte and I'm havin NONE of that
+
+Chorus
+
+[MC Lyte]
+That!!  That!!
+
+[answering machine]
+Aiyyo Milk, aiyyo Milk, this is Teddy B
+Yo I just checked out Lyte's new cut (That!!  That!!)
+And yo it's ALL THAT, ALL THAT
+Yo I get with you, peace!
+
+[MC Lyte]
+Back, way back when, shit wasn't funny
+I'm talkin L-Q days, your gold and your money
+If you wore gold, the shit was gettin taken
+Hard rocks, don't even bother fakin
+Cause they can sense a sucker as SOON as they saw ya
+And oh well, how I felt sorry for the
+Razor in my pocket, for my protection
+Blackjack in my bag for a little selection
+You got beef?  BITCH, chose your weapon
+I sliced and diced, and then I kept steppin
+For me to go for that woulda just been wack
+Because I'm Lyte, and I'm havin NONE of that
+
+Chorus
+
+[answering machine]
+(That!! That!!)
+Yo yo, yo Lyte, you there?
+(That!! That!!)
+Alright I just called to see if you was still shittin on wax
+Yo and DON'T make that shit soft alright?
+Yo PUMP IT UP
+Alright when you get in just give me a buzz
+**************************************************
+Propa[Intro: MC Lyte]
+We comin' down in '98
+Set it straight
+For all those that chose to contemplate
+We gon' to it 'til the break
+
+[Verse 1: MC Lyte]
+Rap is hip hop over populated
+I made it but I’m still underrated
+I go beep beep like a Motorola beeper
+Your lines are hard but mines are much deeper
+Creeper on the midnight stroll
+Never need parole
+Totally in control of my destiny
+Here’s the best of me
+On vinyl finally for all to see
+I’m the only one here at the showdown
+That don’t need a piece for the shit to go down
+"What up Lyte?" Nigga hell if I know
+Trying to keep it real with all my little bros
+Wanting to be a friend, some don’t believe
+‘Cause in the past they been deceived
+But I’m the motherfucker that breeds honesty
+Tell you like it is and then leave you where you be
+
+[Chorus: Beenie Man]
+So from the east to the west the music is propa
+So do it for me, mama
+Original rapper
+Other MCs slide down the gutter
+Soft like butter
+Name of the rapper
+MC Lyte and Beenie Man deya
+So do it to me, mama
+Original rapper
+Other MCs slide down the gutter
+Soft like butter
+So listen what my sister say
+
+[Verse 2: MC Lyte]
+Now you know I gotta keep 2 just like Noah
+From Brooklyn to the corner of Balboa
+Get a fresh stock keep ‘em on lock
+They wanna act like they don’t know the resume
+Knowing that I leave shit up in disarray
+Never will I ever have to say “Mother may I”
+Be this fly until the day I die
+Now I realize I don’t need alibis cuz I don’t lie
+I’m way too wise
+My head he will anoint
+I’m the focal point
+Have them all screaming, “Yo, that’s the joint!”
+As if I didn’t know just how to rock a show
+I’m the last dragon to attain the glow
+My plans to be to make history
+Can’t none of y’all rid hip hop of me
+
+[Chorus]
+
+[Verse 3: MC Lyte]
+I got game for days in this entertainment shit
+I rap shit, act shit, never that wack shit
+I'm busting numbers, fuck the crap shit
+Coast to coast, niggas know I float
+Red eye flights, hitting licks I wrote
+‘Cause my dynasty is ordained, I planned it
+My reign? Niggas can’t stand it!
+They in denial while I’m on the prowl
+More than six fouls blowing like Miles
+I lay like tiles, crocodile smile
+For the naysayers who wanna know how
+My plans to be to make history
+Can’t none of y’all rid hip hop of me
+"Lyte who?" Lyte the MC, baby!
+
+[Chorus]
+
+[Verse 4: Beenie Man]
+My life and your life is a familiar
+Every day they wanna put me in the media
+But I really got mi steel boat formula
+And I want to set it off like [?]
+[?] MC want to take my place
+Want to [?], give me space
+[?] don't control my first place
+So I fighting for second and third place
+But everybody in the place
+Simma dem wind up
+[?] the bass, yeah
+
+[Chorus]
+**************************************************
+God Said LyteYeah, God said Lyte from the beginning of time
+I'm giving 'em rhymes of feminine kind, keeping it tight
+Knockin' the edge off they shoulder
+Colder than any MC, and hotter than the next
+Check the text
+To the left a seagull lights the truth
+Kick it to the youth, pocket full of proof
+Ready to raise the roof, off the vocal booth
+Put hoes back on the track cause they loose
+No one a never come there
+I have 'em going quicker than city of angels left the air last year
+Don't y'all know I scorch MC's
+Leave them all toast from the neck to the knees
+It's remarkable as I spark a few
+Of these rhymes, some rappers find it hard to do
+Goldie of the game, everything bout to change
+You gettin' stripped for ya shit, niggas thought you knew
+
+I'm rhymin' and designin', also creatin'
+The dope, def rhyme that is always bein' taken
+By a sucker MC that wants to be like me, like me
+No trait of originality, none whatsoever
+Don't ever second guess me, guess me
+And if you're wonderin' who could the best be
+The hip-hop maniac, uptown brainiac
+In full effect MC Lyte is back
+
+Lyte and Maad Phunk, we flamin' on
+And took a vacation, some of them came and gone
+When I push beef it's like flaming y'all
+Tender as I serve these loose rappin' broads
+She sellin' straight up sex, by the sea shore
+We bang beats from boogie down to BK, New York
+I sport the finest of wears, your highness is here
+End your rhyming career
+I spits it like you wanna do but can't
+Your skills iffy cause you tryna dance
+Due to the circumstance, get your hands up high
+You know the routine, freeze 'em like a drive-by
+You know when I roll through I'm reppin' old school
+Thought I told you, here let me show you, I don't know you
+Fuck you, I don't owe you nothin'
+Paper thin, Georgie, had 'em wildin' somethin'
+
+I'm rhymin' and designin', also creatin'
+The dope, def rhyme that is always bein' taken
+By a sucker MC that wants to be like me, like me
+No trait of originality, none whatsoever
+Don't ever second guess me, guess me
+And if you're wonderin' who could the best be
+The hip-hop maniac, uptown brainiac
+In full effect MC Lyte is back
+
+None of these broads wanna get on a track with me
+Except for Digga and B, they got balls, as for the rest of y'all
+You ain't for me you against me
+Means I'm coming for your stacks relentlessly
+You see they speak on a passin', Lyte was a lesson
+I'm still shakin' these hoes down, without a weapon
+Got you guessin' why won't this bitch ever die
+Sure as you get high, we'll never see eye-to-eye
+I'm the Lytro and I might go psycho
+If I'm on my psycho, act like you might know
+Which way the light go, but you never will
+Cause I never spill, fuck it I said it, I'm that ill
+I keeps a tight lip bout what the light hits
+I'm get excited bout what I'm gon' get
+They mad in the studio catchin' the blues
+Why, cause they still can't fill my shoes
+
+I'm rhymin' and designin', also creatin'
+The dope, def rhyme that is always bein' taken
+By a sucker MC that wants to be like me, like me
+No trait of originality, none whatsoever
+Don't ever second guess me, guess me
+And if you're wonderin' who could the best be
+The hip-hop maniac, uptown brainiac
+In full effect MC Lyte is back
+
+I'm rhymin' and designin', also creatin'
+The dope, def rhyme that is always bein' taken
+By a sucker MC that wants to be like me, like me
+No trait of originality, none whatsoever
+Don't ever second guess me, guess me
+And if you're wonderin' who could the best be
+The hip-hop maniac, uptown brainiac
+In full effect MC Lyte is back
+**************************************************
+Beyond the HypeI, am, back on the scene
+I'm takin it to the extremes
+New blend, I've been schemin
+Raw type stuff I know you've been fiendin
+Waitin for, such a long time
+For MC Lyte to drop another dope rhyme
+Well I deliver as quick as you call my name
+I'm beyond the hype, beyond the fame
+So now, I prove to you
+That I can shake you groove you and move you too
+I am, too much to bear
+To touch and then share
+Once you've had one taste one touch one bite
+All you want is M-C Lyte!
+And I deliver as quick as you call my name
+I'm beyond the hype, beyond the fame
+
+Chorus:
+
+We've got to try to move beyond
+I'm comin
+We've got to try to break on through
+To the extreme
+We've got to try to move beyond
+Beyond the hype
+We've got to try to break on through!
+
+Can't, you, see, I'm beyond the hype
+And all that type of jazz and pizazz
+I'm, into, reality
+Forget the fantasy, this is me
+Beyond the hype, so don't believe
+What you read, cause they'll deceive
+So now I come to you
+Telling no lies, the truth is in my eyes
+Unlike the broadcasters on the news
+Who try to tell you, the donts and the do's
+The media blows things out of proportion
+The public's eye, proceed with caution
+It's a dog eat dog world
+But we'll be alright
+All we gots to do is stick together
+And move beyond the hype
+
+Chorus 2X (w/ variations)
+
+You, must, trust when I say I'm here to stay
+And believe I'll never leave
+Haste, makes, waste
+The track is all that, so pick up the pace
+Forget the rumors, gossip, shit-talk
+Besides that's old news, and that can walk
+I'm beyond that, you are also
+Release the negative vibe and let it go
+So now, I come to you
+Bearing gifts that certainly uplift
+From coast to coast, Midwest I'm the most
+But still, not on a high post
+I'm comin, just call my name
+Beyond the hype, beyond the fame
+Down to Earth, I'm just that type
+To take you and move beyond the hype
+
+Chorus 2X (w/ variations)
+
+I'm comin (3X)
+To the extreme
+Beyond the hype
+Beyond the hype...
+**************************************************
+Keep on Pushin’[Chorus]
+Only God knows how we'll all end up
+Get so corrupt, we can't give up, we got to keep on pushing
+(Keep on pushing, ain't no stopping us)
+Ain't no stopping us
+
+A child of the essence, turning degrees into perfection
+My struggle is now objective to meet the righteous direction
+The life lessons, but what they all about?
+If I took the dolo route, and I left the people out
+Non-personal connects, low-cost effects
+Bound to meet my doom for regrets so I just
+Put all praises down to Allah, plus the block
+Pull my family ties in one big knot
+Respect the divine that makes me help me ride to the top
+And do a trip to a past never forgot
+
+Where do I go from here, I don't know, I don't know
+Till I find my past, the life I knew, the life I knew
+I'm holding on to my roots cause they pulling my leaves
+I traveled over seas, got 400 degrees
+It's the city life, trife concock the scheme
+To play upon my dreams still fulfillin' my needs
+Well I don't know, whatever happened to my past
+Wait I gotta think about (I don't care) how long I can last
+I don't know as long as I get over my worlds most biggest fears
+Cause I'm drenched in sweat for family tears
+So ah, where do I go from here, I don't know
+I don't know, till I find my past, the life I knew
+(The life I knew) the life I knew
+
+[Chorus: x2]
+All in the game a young female, so intelligent
+And deep like seashells, uh, I'm from L.A. so I gotta cap to adapt
+Plus interact with the black folks
+And blowin' smoke ain't never been a problem
+It's waking up and facing the drama
+Can't let you hang, maintain, run game, pimp thangs
+And roll my land cruiser like it's on Danna Danes
+Uh, it's show low, the west coaster, you know
+Let you boost like I'm suppose ta
+
+[Chorus: x2]
+**************************************************
+In My Business[Missy]
+Hahaha, introducing MC Lyte
+
+[MC Lyte]
+I think I need a sound check
+Hit me with a sound check
+Yea, now what about that dope stuff
+Alright now, gimme an 8-0 (8-0, 8-0, 8-0)
+
+[Missy]
+Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh
+Yo, 1-2
+Uh, MC Lyte (yea)
+You don't know (yea)
+Ficky ficky, oh you don't know
+
+[MC Lyte - Verse One]
+On the regular they guessin' how the Lyte get down
+Nevermind that, nigga you better watch your mouth
+Keep snoopin' and you bound to hit a brick
+Get out the crack of my ass all up in my shiznit
+To you nosey Nikki's and you Peepin' Tom's
+So, you know I'm about to drop the Brooklyn Bomb
+7 and 7 is 14 , 1 and 4 is 5
+But none of that matters if your ass ain't alive
+You could care less about the records I sell
+You just wanna know I tried but I fell
+But even on your best day and on my worst
+I'll still be first, without the need to rehearse
+
+[Missy Elliott singing - Hook]
+Why you up in my business?
+Find somethin' better to do
+Why you talkin' about me?
+I ain't say shit 'bout you
+Forgive me for my attitude
+But I got something to say
+Yall better not fuck with me
+Cuz I had a bad day
+
+[MC Lyte - Verse Two]
+Yall must really think I'm the host of the freakshow
+Got me taggin' piranhas I don't even know
+Got me swimmin' in waters, gettin' caught in fishnet
+Got me hooked up wit' folks I ain't never even met
+Now yall so busy tryin' to market this
+I guess yo stupid ass forgot who started this
+But I'm about to ransack you make your memory
+Come back to you, let all my true niggas jack you
+Talkin' bou the Lyte like you gettin' paid for it
+Better wish for your own and get out my business
+Besides I'm too quick and pigeons oughta know
+By the time you get the info, it was two years ago
+Aside from that I'm too swift to catch
+Don't pay to chase the joint, you can't light the match
+And everybody knows I'm too quick to flip the latch
+It ain't many that can even say they been attached
+
+[Repeat Hook]
+
+[Missy rapping - Verse Three]
+I heard a lotta yall runnin' runnin' 'round
+Ain't none of yall this supa dupa fly
+Supa Dupa as I
+Fly, fly across the sky
+Cut you like pie
+Me and, me and MC Lyte
+Cuz you wack
+Straight from the jump, yea you wack
+Better get back
+I can't I can't fuck wit' that
+I ain't sayin' jack
+I'mma just smack you 'cross your face so deep that you'll never talk back
+
+[Repeat Hook]
+
+[Missy talking - Verse Four]
+Why you up in my business
+Find something better to do
+Why you talkin' 'bout me
+I ain't said shit about you (uh)
+Forgive me for my attitude
+But I got something to say
+Yall better not fuck with me
+Cuz I had a bad day
+Ficky-ficky check me out
+Uh uh, uh (repeats through chorus)
+**************************************************
+Absolutely Positively.....Practical JokesI play practical jokes, just to get a laugh (ha hah)
+I put roaches in my neighbor's bubblebath
+But anyway one day she called upon me
+She said, "Lyte - it's an emergency!"
+My next door neighbor had an errand to run
+I said, "Why Ms. Davis - ask your son"
+She said, "Ricky's at his grandmother's"
+I said, "Well what about Tommy, the younger brother?"
+She said, "See, umm, he's at the pharmacy"
+I said, "He'll be back soon how much longer could it be?"
+She said, "C'mon please, it's just a trip uptown
+If you leave right now you'll be back before sundown
+Hurry up, there's not a moment to spare
+It absolutely positively has to get there"
+Umm, I contemplated then I played a good Samaritan
+I started the car, then she threw the package in
+
+	It absolutely positively has to get there
+	(Get there?)
+	It absolutely positively has to get there
+	(Well then send it Federal Express!)
+	It absolutely positively has to get there
+	(It gotta get there?)
+	It absolutely positively got to get there!
+	(Yo who you rushin?)
+
+Pumpin out the music on the FDR
+Not far behind me was a DT car
+So I eased up selector, 55 the digit
+But on the FDR, 40 is the limit
+Here they come, sirens on
+I could see myself in jail til the break of dawn
+But they rolled right by it wasn't me they was after
+A little red corvette, they was tryin to capture
+Dread I feel sweat so I set down my jacket
+Look up ahead, now that's what I call traffic
+Dipped to an exit and I made my way through
+Couldn't believe when I hit first avenue
+On a Honda's ass, just about to crash
+Looked at the gauge and the shit said NO GAS
+Zero, nada, nothing in here see
+In car terms the shit was on empty
+Got out, and pushed the shit to the side
+Hailed a cab, then I caught a quick ride
+To the house of inflation, yes the gas station
+Gave a little tip to show my appreciation
+Got back to the ave where I left my car
+It wasn't there, but it couldn't have gone far
+Hot damn, I must have got towed
+Tried to figure out how much money I owed
+Went to the pound and I paid my debt
+Think that was the worst?  You ain't heard nuttin yet
+Bumped into that crackhead Sam I used to see
+And like always, hand out, give me money
+In my tank was a dollar's worth of gas
+I had to get an ? machine fast
+
+	It absolutely positively has to get there
+	(Get there?)
+	It absolutely positively got to get there
+	(What?)
+	It absolutely positively got to get there
+	(Well send it some way else)
+	It absolutely positively has to get there
+
+As I left the bank to walk back to the BM
+Couldn't believe what my eyes were seein
+Looked at the back tire, it was flate
+While the other three, were SO DAMN FAT
+A brother walked by and offered his help
+Ordinarily I woulda did the shit myself
+But he, changed it quick, so I passed him a ten
+Here I go on this journey again
+Went to the gas station, to fill it up
+When a crackhead from nowhere grabbed the pump
+I said, "LOOK, I don't need your help today"
+And I scared the motherfucker and he was on his way
+Oops, a cat, SHIT, scrat!
+Fur on my tires, and all that
+What's this, a stroke of bad luck?
+But at this point, I don't even give a fuck
+I got to get the package to the destination
+No matter what the confrontation
+I arrive, bag in my hand
+Lookin for a woman named Pam
+She opened the bag it was wrapped tight and snug
+But in that bag yo, in that bag
+45, guess what?  (What was it Lyte?)
+It was a box of q-tips .. a box of fuckin q-tips man!!!
+	{*laughter*}
+**************************************************
+Mickey Slipper[Lyte]	Ready?
+[guy]	No
+[Lyte]	Oh!
+[Lyte] *whistling Scrappy Doo* Puppy, power!
+[Lyte] *beatboxing like a pro*
+[guy]	Okay, hello!
+[Lyte]	Watch your drin.. WHAT?  Watch your drink!
+	No no.. I think I'm too late, am I too late?
+
+Hit it!
+I'm coolin in the sun, on a beach in the cabana
+Sippin on some vodka in a glass with Tropicana
+I'm chillin and I'm chompin on a turkey shish-ka-bob
+Too far from work to hear the phone ring at the job
+Men in bikinis, G-strings should I say
+Waitin for the daddy-LONG-one to come my way
+Here he comes now, I feel I start to sweat
+Blunder but I wonder just how wet will I get
+He offers me his hand, of COURSE you know I take it
+Until he tells me that he wants to swim a little naked
+My eyes are bulgin, I black out, damn it's black as tar
+Woke up I don't know when, sittin at the bar
+I know it's hard to follow, the story's kinda tricky
+What I didn't know was somebody slipped a Mickey
+Into my drink, which caused a fantasy
+And somehow slapped me back into reality!
+Wish I had another Mickey I'd go back for a quickie
+Find the daddy-long-one that was SURELY tryin to get me
+This just goes to show, you must stop and think
+When you're out partyin, never leave your drink..
+WORD!
+**************************************************
+Like That AnnaAin't no other, this is me and this is it
+Don't got to get the crowbar to get you up off of my shit
+I don't know why though, they try to compare me
+Did not you know that you can't get NEAR me
+So don't fuck up when identifying the voice
+You know from A to Z, I'm a first choice
+The Y to the T, surrounded by the L and the E
+Put it together and you got Lyte the MC
+Deep, deep, deeper than the vein
+Of the membrane, squish it, put your ass to sleep
+I got octaves, not to sing but to rap so
+Give me dap, perhaps admit, that I'm all that
+The shit that I write huh, surely chart climbers
+Don't try to run, because your mom'll come and find ya
+Getcha, gotcha, getcha gotcha getcha gotcha
+Break ya break ya punk and fuck that ass in two's
+It's like that anna, it's like that anna
+I'm not the funny fat one they call Roseanne-ah
+**************************************************
+Playgirls Play[Intro:]
+Do it, do it, do it, MC Lyte
+Do it, do it, do it, MC Lyte
+Do it, do it, do it, MC Lyte
+Do it, do it, do it, MC Lyte
+
+[Verse 1:]
+Ain't a damn thing changed
+You know my name
+East coast represent
+Watch me do my thing
+I'm the female chronic slash gin and tonic
+Fuck Johnny Blaze, I'm Johnny Mnemonic
+I'm a floss with it
+Take it way past the limit
+Go back 6 years and throw some G funk in it
+MC Lyte long as the money green collect
+This is for my dogs hittin' switches in the projects
+East side and the west side
+Indeed I spit it with finesse right
+L's for love me, Y for "why front?"
+T's for truth, E's the exotic flavor you bounce to
+
+[Chorus:]
+Lyte is... Brooklyn flavor that'll always be fresh
+Lyte is... paid in full I keep my benjamins
+Flippin' outfits twice a day
+Plus a milked out coupe to push around the way
+Grants stacking up every day all day
+That's just the way playgirls play
+
+[Verse 2:]
+I'm the ultimate intergalactic spectacular
+Funk mistress as creamy as Swiss Miss
+Hot chocolate I'm the topic, go cop it
+Broken microphones cause I rocked it
+Who that Lyte? True that, right?
+I'm the perfect role model for keepin' your game tight
+After this I'm spending four Gs tonight
+Cuz money made in the dark comes to the Lyte
+Recognize through them blood shot eyes
+Think my lyrical skills ain't ill you be surprised
+Hypnotized by my Brooklyn vibe
+Or we can take it out to Queens where Cool J resides
+
+[Chorus] (2x)
+
+[Verse 3:]
+You're transparent incoherent
+Oh you don't know that word
+Let me make it more apparent
+I sit on chrome stake up chips run up charts
+Break up schemes cause wet dreams
+Engine engine number 9 on the NY transit line
+If you want that flavor back
+Lyte it up, Lyte it up, Lyte it up
+Who am I? L Y T E
+How fly? Oh I'm real jiggy
+It's no puzzle how I through the muzzle on the mic
+Cuff your CD make it spin all night
+I got what you like you like what I got
+Hotter than gun shots hotter than most blocks
+Hot hot hot to the touch pop the clutch
+I won't stop
+Larger than life, the most jiggiest
+Rippin all the mics apart
+I'm gettin' busy
+It's all about the cheddar
+Nobody do the body better
+Never sour but flow like an Amaretta
+It's the Lyte y'all, I'm about to take flight
+Brooklyn zone got it locked up tight
+Show biz your biz doe biz my biz
+There it is
+
+[Chorus]
+**************************************************
+FireYeah, I heard somebody say fire
+Y'all want heat, here go heat, right here
+Lyte the MC, Neb Luv, show them what heat's got
+
+Yeah, we spittin' venom in 'em, whether it's men or women
+I kill 'em like the ? and dismiss 'em at the minimum
+I'm leavin' 'em twisted like a braid, glow like a fade
+My lyric cut your spirit like a swiss army switchblade
+The more in my cup, the more dangerous
+More that I bust, they call me angel dust
+I'm heat proof, flip a nigga off their feet
+Then creep the streets and ? underneath
+The skin off the bone, how I burn a MC
+Stop, look and listen, and learn from me
+I got that fi-i-i-ire, get lost and pay the cost
+Get tossed, that's your only option
+You're locked in cause I'm blockin' your oxygen
+I'm knockin' your chin, rockin' your noggin
+I'm rollin' with Foxx and them
+Bitches better quit before Lyte hit, fuck what you thought
+Niggas gettin' caught
+
+Heat scorchin', torchin'
+Set it off, let it blow often, better use caution
+Fi-i-i-ire, get you up in the club and get the drinks tossin'
+Yo, fuck ?
+Heat scorchin', torchin'
+Set it off, let it blow often, better use caution
+Fi-i-i-ire, get you up in the club and get the drinks tossin'
+Yo, fuck ?
+
+	[Neb Luv]
+I breathe through, bleed through
+The track, you suckers are see-through
+React with a mack, you're fake, I could read through
+Like buck, youse a soft crook
+But look twisted and catch your heart hook
+The street, plus my niggas gotta eat like kings
+This chick carry heat supreme
+?, sinister, make you a believer
+Conniving industry cats be lying, spying
+On the sick chick, with them sick hits
+No, here's a sick tip, keep this your business
+Music addictive, ?, voice
+Layin' the cuts in the Royce five four
+Flow like C4 through your door
+Hit ya open like pores, bang baby get you on the floor
+You know how it is when you move till your sore
+Nothing but the bubbly, ain't nobody poor
+
+Heat scorchin', torchin'
+Set it off, let it blow often, better use caution
+Fi-i-i-ire, get you up in the club and get the drinks tossin'
+Yo, fuck ?
+Heat scorchin', torchin'
+Set it off, let it blow often, better use caution
+Fi-i-i-ire, get you up in the club and get the drinks tossin'
+Yo, fuck ?
+
+Burnin' MC's at 99.9 degrees
+With flows like these I keep 'em on they knees
+Torturin', they sit motionless
+After they feel the dust they can't get with us
+I'm razor sharp, comin' for your main artery
+It ain't hard for me, it ain't hard to see this
+Fi-i-i-ire
+
+	[Neb Luv]
+Blaze like inferno, injure internal
+Damn right, Neb and Lyte crew will hurt you
+Suffocate the body like heat wave we'll work you
+Till you're purple, till you feel the pain
+I'm a shine, keep it live, baby feel the flame
+
+From top to bottom, cut 'em, gutter, we got 'em
+Do 'em like the ?, leave the rest for rock and I swear
+It ain't no calm for us in here, we got the fi-i-i-ire nigga
+
+Heat scorchin', torchin'
+Set it off, let it blow often, better use caution
+Fi-i-i-ire, get you up in the club and get the drinks tossin'
+Yo, fuck ?
+Heat scorchin', torchin'
+Set it off, let it blow often, better use caution
+Fi-i-i-ire, get you up in the club and get the drinks tossin'
+Yo, fuck ?
+**************************************************
+K-Rock’s the Man[K-Rock]
+Is it a crime - because it's my time to bust a rhyme
+A dope line to make the crowd behind me climb
+And then twine to a tune that Milk produced
+To make the party people get loose
+On the dancefloor, so don't try to hide
+Cause I designed the rhyme that make your back-bone slide
+To the music, cause it's uplifting
+Some may try, but they can't get with this
+But it's nothing for y'all to compete with
+It's just some smooth shit that's legit
+To make you get up when you're at a party
+And move.. your.. sexy.. body
+Up, down, side to side, around
+Come one, come all, come see what we found
+A way for y'all to work out y'all frustrations
+And groove with the band.. K-Rock's the Man
+
+Now hurry hurry, step right up
+To my sideshow, and watch how my rhymes flow
+I let my galant talent illuminate
+So give three cheers for, K-Rock the Great
+Don't debate, the votes are castin
+This is one race that I could never come last in
+Boy you know that the K don't play
+You can't step to me, don't sleep on a DJ
+K-Rock, because blockheads I knock
+And rock the sock into a state of shock
+That's how it's supposed to be
+And that goes for those who step close to me
+So when you see me, show respect
+Cause I met get upset and cold strip and snap the necks
+Of all of those who don't understand
+That K-Rock.. K-Rock's the Man
+**************************************************
+Art Of Rap FreestyleFace off 'cause your shit is twisted
+Screw off your mouth 'cause this chick is gifted
+I stay whippin' in something you never seen
+Ain't into flossin' but I could put it on some
+Call 'em at the crib
+Tell 'em you just lost 1, 2 & 3
+I'm about to run a Boston
+On son, how come I'm on one?
+I'm born free, you born dumb
+I pack a fortune
+My time is too much for what it's costing
+Hear any chick on the mic, you know I taught 'em
+What you just might get
+Is a chick that spit that wiz priceless
+I made a decision to play my position
+And this is the place in my life
+Where I start delivering, you know why?
+This game ain't got nothing on me
+None after, none before me
+I put the work in, I want the glory
+Here's my chance to tell my story
+**************************************************
+Ride Wit Me (clean edit)Lytro, yeah, hm, yo
+Yeah, fuck the rest be, nobody can test me
+Rich like Nestle, thick like Wesley
+Snipe out, I'm the type that be about
+Crashin' up in ya joint and knockin' the lights out
+Feelin' lovely, trust me, I'm drug free
+Only chewed on bringing out the thug in me
+'cause you sittin' on my nerves, when we've already heard
+That garbage, played-out crap you call rap
+Some chicks say they love that, well I'm above that
+Calling me a ? ? ? it's two, double O two
+And my crew roll thick like BIG
+Act up, and be puttin' that ass to sleep
+You got nothing for me, been there, smelt the dope and
+Rollin' with the shelter, making niggas jail free
+Like a Luger, I spit thick shit
+That a leave ya squad sick, 'cause I ran up in this shit
+
+Holla, get crunk, get live with me
+Brotha, don't make you as fly as me
+Gotta get yo' ass up and vibe with me
+Come on ride with me, come on ride with me
+Holla, get crunk, get live with me
+Brother, don't make you as fly as me
+Gotta get yo' ass up and vibe with me
+Come on ride with me, come on ride with me
+
+Still got the little frame with the big name
+Watch it change 'cause, nah nigga, we ain't in the same gang
+We walk different and we talk a different slang
+You a sidekick, and I'm a four point six range
+You a one roof flat, I'm fifty acres of land
+In Jamaica with your man laid up, gettin' a tan
+Thought you knew, I'm overdue
+And you're overrated so cats are over you
+I inspired you, come on now, no way
+? that rumour, the consumer won't believe it anyway
+Never play with the messenger, Head on Joan of Arc
+When I'm coming through these parts like just cut the dark
+I'm a trendsetter, go getter, bringer back
+'cause I'm fed up, ready to get a set up
+Oh you scurred, vision blurred
+'cause I serve these words
+And pitch them bitches with a curse
+
+Holla, get crunk, get live with me
+Brotha, don't make you as fly as me
+Gotta get yo' ass up and vibe with me
+Come on ride with me, come on ride with me
+Holla, get crunk, get live with me
+Brother, don't make you as fly as me
+Gotta get yo' ass up and vibe with me
+Come on ride with me, come on ride with me
+
+Yo what I'm sayin I've been layin' waitin' for the right situation
+New York hawk city playin', back in the BK bomber
+Niggas in the hood call me Lyte
+But brothers call me Lana Moorer the high scorer
+Play fool if you want to, we closin' after quarter
+I started it and I shut the shit down
+Sit down, don't nobody move, I'm making haters quit now
+Been a long time coming but I'm running with the torch
+Race, got a lot a rats but I can't be caught, or bought
+'cause I won't sell out, that's why me and the big dogs, we fell out
+Not with a major, but I'm still major league
+Crash ya dome with this ? then watch your nose bleed
+You want it, you can get it anytime
+'cause I got many lines for niggas of any kind, you know me
+
+Holla, get crunk, get live with me
+Brotha, don't make you as fly as me
+Gotta get yo' ass up and vibe with me
+Come on ride with me, come on ride with me
+Holla, get crunk, get live with me
+Brother, don't make you as fly as me
+Gotta get yo' ass up and vibe with me
+Come on ride with me, come on ride with me
+
+Holla, get crunk, get live with me
+Brotha, don't make you as fly as me
+Gotta get yo' ass up and vibe with me
+Come on ride with me, come on ride with me
+Holla, get crunk, get live with me
+Brother, don't make you as fly as me
+Gotta get yo' ass up and vibe with me
+Come on ride with me, come on ride with me
+**************************************************
+I Cram to Understand U (1990 remix)[ VERSE 1 ]
+I used to be in love with this guy named Sam
+I don't know why, cause he had the head like that of a clam
+But you couldn't tell me nothin, cause Sam was number one
+Cause to me, oh my gosh, he was one in a million
+I shoulda knew the consequences right from the start
+That he'd use me for my money, and then break my heart
+But like a fool in love I fell for his game
+But I got mine, so I show no shame
+In Empire winked his eye, and then he kept walkin
+And all of those who live in Brooklyn know just what I'm talkin
+The roller disco where we all used to go
+Just to have some fun back in 1981
+You know the place, Empire Boulevard
+Is where I first saw the nigga, and he tried to play hard
+But I knew the deal, cause I knew his brother Jerry
+And Sam, he just broke up with his girlfriend Terry
+So Jerry introduced Sam and I that night
+He said, "Hello, my name is Sam" I said, "Hi, my name is Lyte"
+We dipped and we dapped and we chit and we chat
+About this and that, from sneakers to hats
+He said, "Look, I'm in the mood for love
+Simply because you're near me"
+(Let's go) To my house, lay back and get nice
+Watch television, Reunite On Ice
+I said, "Slow down, I know you wanna shake me down
+But I'm not one of the girls to go rippin around"
+
+(Just like a test
+Ju-just like a test
+Ju-just like a test
+I cram to understand you)
+
+[ VERSE 2 ]
+Next month I finally went to his house
+I walked into the door, there was a girl on the couch
+I said, "Who's the frog, the bump on the log?
+You chump, you punk, how could you do me wrong?
+Singing sad songs about your love is so strong"
+You said, "Wait Lyte, you're confused, the girl is my cousin"
+Your brother agreed, but later she said that she wasn't
+
+(Just like a test
+Ju-just like a test
+Ju-just like a test
+I cram to understand U)
+
+[ VERSE 3 ]
+Forgotten, next month we went to the Deuce
+Well, I thought it kinda strange cause you had lots of juice
+You knew the dopes, the pushers, the addicts, everybody
+Asked ya how you met em, said you met em at a party
+Then these girls tried to tell me you were sellin the stuff
+I said, "It's not your business, so shut the fuck up"
+They said, "Okay Lyte, think what you wanna think
+But it's gon' be some shit when your man becomes a -"
+I said, "Look, to bust a move, I don't even know you
+To put it Lyte, I really don't care to"
+They kinda got mad and sort of offended
+They said, "We only lookin out for yo best interest"
+I said, "Thanks but no thanks" in an aggravated tone
+"When I wanna find out, I find out on my own"
+
+(Just like a test
+Ju-just like a test
+Ju-just like a test
+I cram to understand U)
+
+[ VERSE 4 ]
+Then my cousin said she saw you with this lady named C
+Well I'm clawin my thoughts, I wonder who she could be
+You're spending all your time with her and not a second with me
+They say you spend your money on her and you're with her night and day
+Her name starts with a C and it ends with a k
+I strain my brain lookin for a name to fit this spellin
+But I just couldn't do it cause my heart kept yellin
+Burning, begging for affection from you, Sam
+But just like a test I cram to understand you
+Thought I knew you well enough to call you a man
+But (Just like a test
+Ju-just like a test
+Ju-just like a test
+I cram to understand you)
+
+[ VERSE 5 ]
+Then it came a time you started looking kinda thin
+I asked you why, you said, "Exercise, tryina stay slim"
+I bought it, even though I knew it was a lie
+Cause it really didn't matter, you were still lookin fly
+But oh no, oh no, you started askin me for money
+Butter me up, beg me and call me your honey
+So I gave you 2 yards, and then I gave you one more
+You picked up your jacket and you flew out the door
+You came back an hour later and you asked me for a 10
+I said, "I only got a 20", you said, "Give me that, then"
+I said, "Nope, I'll tell you now, you better stop slobbin
+Find you a job, or you better start robbin"
+So I stepped off with a giant step
+Picked up my belongings, and I just left
+And now I see you in Empire every Sunday
+Juicin the girls up for some money and a lay
+But every time I see you doin it, I just ruin it
+Tell em how ya on crack, smoke, sniff, and chewin it
+And as for this girl, Miss C, oh well
+I was shocked as hell when I heard, Samuel
+When your homeboys told me, I almost went wack
+That the girl you was addicted to, her name was Crack
+**************************************************
+Assaholic Anonymous (Interlude)A lot of men need to go to A.A
+And not A.A. as in Alcoholics Anonymous
+But A.A. as in Assaholics Anonymous
+'Cause a lot of men are straight addicted to ass
+These are the men that, no matter what
+Can't see past a woman's butt
+These are the men that will lose their jobs for ass
+Drop out of school for ass
+Diss their friends for ass
+And even wreck their cars while looking at ass
+Damn ass-drunk drivers
+These are the men that are so addicted to ass
+That they'll always make butt statements
+Like "The woman's personality is wack, BUT she's got much backs"
+Or "The woman's breath is kinda hummin', BUT she's got a plump ol' onion"
+Taa-dow!
+So much so that they for get about such things as
+Personality, spirituality, compatibility, and metaphysicality
+'Cause they're straight assaholics
+And like I said, they need to take their butts to Assaholics Anonymous
+And cure their dumb asses, BUTT...
+**************************************************
+This Emcee (Interlude)My my my my my my ghetto...
+My ghetto got pimps and pushers and big money makers
+And shakers and fakers and all the crack makers
+And they all live in a place that you and I call the hood
+They be up to no good
+
+My ghetto got beats and bootys and cars and ghetto stars
+9x9 with steel bars
+Pigs roll around leaving bruises and scars
+Rolling the dutches and Philly cigars
+Boom
+
+[Chorus: MC Lyte & Milk Dee]
+This emcee, she gets down
+Float into hip hop all throughout the town
+When I come through the door
+Better let me in
+Or I'll huff and puff and blow the sucker right in
+
+They wanna tag me, bag me, put they nose in it
+I suppose with it, they could get close to it
+Most wanna hit it but won't admit it
+'Cause if they got to it, they would roast in it
+Wanna toast to it, go coast to coast in it
+Boast about it, most will shout it
+Post re-route it [?] others will doubt it
+Ooh, holy cow, look I'm holy now
+Profile with style
+Meanwhile, I hold it down
+Over by the Beacon
+Folks, they be peeping out who be creeping
+Seeking who be freaking
+Often they be leaking
+What they believe in
+Thoughts are misleading, deceiving
+Can't blame it on the rain or the champagne
+Or the red white, can't blame it on the hard times
+Blame it on the nookie
+Awww, sookie sookie
+Radio suckers never played me
+In the mix now, loving me lately
+Once again back is the incredible
+Rhyme animal, MC cannibal
+
+[Chorus]
+
+You're on the good ship lollipop
+It's a sweet trip to the candy shop
+You're on the good ship lollipop
+It's a sweet trip to the candy shop
+You're on the good ship lollipop
+It's a sweet trip to the candy shop
+**************************************************
+Another Dope IntroYo who is it?
+	Yo Lyte it's Epic, you got time to chill?
+Nah umm, sorry I ain't got no time to chill
+But I got umm..
+
+Skins, skins, every now and then
+I meet a Peter with a pecker that tries to be in
+Because my tongue is the mind of a ReadyWriter
+Like Chuck D said, I'm a rhyme fighter
+No there is no other, because I'm smooth like butter
+Or should I say Parkay, butter - Parkay
+Butter - Parkay, fuck it anyway
+Yo, you get the rhythm (What the rhythm?) that I'm promotin
+And if not, I say it in slow motion
+L.... Y.... yeah.... T.... E....
+Uhh!  ("There it is")
+**************************************************
+Lyte Tha MC Pt. 2Don't get it twisted, I'm still unlisted
+And that Shyne from Bad Boy, I'm still bumpin' it
+Yeah, me and my music, we's a custom fit
+It's that noise you bring, I can't do nothing with it
+When I ball through your hood it's like something hit
+It's remarkable, never heard this flow before, uh
+Like to keep it fresh, gotta keep it raw
+Maad Phunk got beats and Lyte's got lyrics, uh
+Can't you hear it, all go for the spirit
+Ain't no maiden, they broke the mould when they made me
+BK baby in navy looking shapely
+They tried to follow but they can't copy me
+And when they do it done, huns do it sloppily
+I got joints for the street, joints for the club
+Joints for radio, hits to rub it up
+No one can do it like I do it when I broke through
+
+You can't touch me, don't you see, Lyte as a rock
+I'm the one you been tryna please, Lyte the MC nigga
+Roll back you get swoll back, I'm tryna breathe, I am the Lyte now
+For all you fake ass Lyte MC's, Lyte the MC, there's only one me baby
+
+Don't get messed up
+I just got back but you still gon' have to catch up
+I make 'em fess up
+I'm proud, when I walk up in the room I keep my chest up
+I never lost, I never lose, I never will cause I'm ill
+And know it, I got skills
+You leave this here up to the pioneers
+Fall back, play it rear, every year's my year, yeah
+BK set it and I will have to debt it
+If you challenge me, can't a nigga silence me
+You too little, too late to try and rest, uh
+We don't even really care what's on your wrist
+Keep it to yourself
+These heads barely got enough to buy your little CD off the shelf
+What's the result, they go broke
+While you screamin' bout ya 22's, gleamin' in your shiny boat
+Say it if you're hot, we gon' see it if you're not
+
+You can't touch me, don't you see, Lyte as a rock
+I'm the one you been tryna please, Lyte the MC
+Roll back you get swoll back, I'm tryna breathe, I am the Lyte now
+For all you fake ass Lyte MC's, Lyte the MC, there's only one me baby
+
+I lays tracks and leave behind the rookies
+Outdance the majors, they thought they shook me
+I'm hook be, hip-hop's my aphrodisiac
+Never catch me in no sleazy act, I ain't a easy act
+Spit hotness on tracks, all day I'm the cure
+Spit fire, bring heat to ya floor
+Bang lyrics till our chin be sore, my word is all I have
+Nasty is the craft, dark flow the half
+Gotta love it when we all come through because
+You is me and I is you, listen
+Reppin' for the hood, gotta give 'em a taste
+Step them onto the stage, feel the embrace
+Only here cause you let me, now you cool cause you met me
+Here's the goods babe, don't forget me
+Lytro, two feet, now bust a leak
+
+You can't touch me, don't you see, Lyte as a rock
+I'm the one you been tryna please, Lyte the MC nigga
+Roll back you get swoll back, I'm tryna breathe, I am the Lyte now
+For all you fake ass Lyte MC's, Lyte the MC, there's only one me baby
+**************************************************
+Jordan Effect[Verse 1: MC Lyte]
+I like giving life to the mic boards
+Like MJ give crack to back boys
+Notice I'm focused
+To perfection, I'm the closest
+The best and you know this
+Try not and I become the coldest
+Giving dudes the cold shoulders
+I'm like the water in my daughters
+And they clear like roaches
+When I step through they get treated and stepped to
+Like my nephew and my nieces
+You should hold on to them Jesus pieces
+Like your life's dependent on it you should be offended
+No one opposes and walks away with the winnings
+Not when I got my black and white with the Crimson, high
+
+[Hook: MC Lyte]
+Y'all don't wanna mess with us
+We can't be stopped, we can't be touched
+No matter how hard they try, Jordan brand stay fly
+Tell them haters bye bye
+
+[Verse 2: MC Lyte]
+Listen, above and beyond, we on
+We interlace like laces and it may sound basic, but we strong
+We interlock like chains, that represent the pain
+Hard work to sustain what we gain
+We made to create, and others are made to hate
+We overcome the dumb nonsense that awaits
+Thou shall not forsake the game
+I am to bring pain to those who misuse my name
+A heavyweight moving at a steady pace
+To say he's great, a huge understatement
+Wait, man, Jordan effect is what you facing
+The man, the shoe, the brand, it's amazing
+
+[Hook]
+**************************************************
+King of RockI knew a girl that couldn’t tell time without a digital clock
+She was out on the block slinging rocks
+In pursuits of the cream cheese papers
+Smoked mad lace and she swung many capers
+Trying to make a dollar out of 15 cents
+But before she made a twenty, ten cent got spent
+She smokin’ but bad times got good
+When she met an OG from the neighborhood
+Now all is well, though her life is a living hell
+She doesn’t know it, ‘cause her pockets don’t show it
+Her nigga complies with all of her wishes
+She feels like a queen but looks like a fiend
+Know what I mean
+She couldn’t get her lips off the pipe not yet
+And it won’t last long, wanna make a bet
+
+[Chorus:]
+She smokin’ that rock, sellin’ that rock
+Smokin’ and sniffin’ and sellin’ that rock
+Smokin’ that rock
+There is none higher, higher
+
+I knew a nigga had a car and some weed
+He figured this was the only way that he could succeed
+He proceed to let the greed prevail
+Not long ago he made his very first crack sale
+Now he’s large and in charge
+He got four, five, six, six, six cars in the garage
+It doesn’t matter how he got it
+Long as his keys stay heavy and his pockets stay knotted
+Whath he didn’t know is he would meet a hoe
+Who would smoke sun to sun
+I call her verse one
+She get that nigga for everything he got
+‘Cause she snippin’ that and he’s sellin’ that
+
+[Chorus]
+
+He met her around the way
+Smoothe as oil of Olay
+He didn’t know what to say
+Eventually they would lay
+She wanted a hit and I ain’t talkin’ ‘bout no smack on the ass
+I tried to tell her that the high won’t last
+She wouldn’t listen, mind over matter
+But her world was shattered
+So the matter ruled over her mind
+Every time she’s trippin’ ain’t a figure of speech
+She be trippin’ every day of the week
+Not only does he want in now he wants to be down
+So he snippin’ blow too now
+**************************************************
+Zodiac (The Deep Sign remix)Libra, Cancer Gemini, Pisces, what's your zodiac sign
+Aries Aquarius, Taurus, Sagitarius, Leo, Virgo
+Capricorn, Scorpio, when were you born, What's your sign
+
+One zero the month of the year
+I'm not a hero but I come when in despair
+I float like the wind, the mighty air sign
+When I use my mind its not hard to find
+Those who would not like to see me fly
+Rather step on my wings and watch me die
+But that can never be I use my skills
+Postitive, negative energy male and female
+Emotions within me Leo, Aquarius compatibility
+Also Gemini but I got four eyes for one set of twins
+I look deep within
+Often distracted by pretty little things
+Like the wings of an angel or the song they may sing
+Argumentative but I hate confrontation
+Ruled by Venus and starked with hesitation
+Procrastincator, never an instigator
+You wanna riff homie I'll see you later
+Sapphire, My type of jewel
+I turn on one who thinls he knows me too well
+Like the water barrier with the million dollar smile
+Flowing like the Nile or the waters from the Panama canal
+Pisces a fabulous catch
+They remain detached
+Yet to find a match
+Don't lose your breath waiting to exhale, I shall prevail
+Weighing souls on the scale
+Follow me as we take this trip through astrology
+The galaxy from Pluto to Mercury
+What ya gonna do when the planets line up
+Your time is up and your city blows up
+Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I fear none
+I'm at one with the sun till I'm done
+Astrologically speaking on the track
+Dropping solar facts about the zodiac
+The sun and the mooon and the stars
+Make up the universe Earth is not far from the planet Mars
+Virgo the virgin running from the twins
+Stung by the Scorpio running through the Lions den
+Ram with legs of a crab
+With the half man half horse waiting in the past
+Of course if you check the math its all symbolical
+Horoscopes are purely logic
+
+Libra, Cancer Gemini, Pisces, what's your zodiac sign
+Aries Aquarius, Taurus, Sagitarius, Leo, Virgo
+Capricorn, Scorpio, when were you born, What's your sign
+**************************************************
+Intro 2[KRS-One]
+Turn it up
+Turn it up yo
+Turn it up
+This is it
+**************************************************
+Two Seater[Chorus]
+If you wanna ride good life, baby
+You can't smoke the weed-a in my two seater
+If you wanna ride good life, baby
+You can't smoke the weed-a in my two seater
+If you wanna ride good life, baby
+You can't smoke the weed-a in my two seater
+If you wanna ride good life, baby
+You can't smoke the weed-a in my two seater
+
+[Verse 1]
+Yeah, I'm startin' out early on a Saturday night
+It's six, my gear is fixed and I'm feelin' alright
+My profile from my Z as pretty as can be
+Get out your shit and come ride with me, yeah
+What's up, baby? You headed my way?
+I'm off to the Westside to hit the highway
+So park your Jeep hеre and get in my ride
+You'll bе well taken care of once you're inside
+I got automatic locks, newly installed shocks
+To care of the bumps as we ease over the rocks
+I got the what, huh, the boomin' sound system
+To take you in your ears to another dimension
+As I listen, to whatever you got to speak
+I'm pumpin' you over smoothed out beats
+Now rock the boat, sugar, but don't you tip it over
+I used to get busy in the back of my mom's Nova
+But now it's all about you
+Still, you can't smoke the weed-a in my two seater
+
+[Chorus]
+If you wanna ride good life, baby
+You can't smoke the weed-a in my two seater
+(Say what, say what, say what)
+If you wanna ride good life, baby
+You can't smoke the weed-a in my two seater
+(Say what, say what, say what)
+If you wanna ride good life, baby
+You can't smoke the weed-a in my two seater
+(Say what, say what, say what)
+
+[Verse 2]
+They all know that I'm scorchin' hot
+I'm too much as I rock your knot, they try to keep in touch
+But I keep 'em at a distance
+I know their resistance is low 'cause I got the stuff that's good to go
+You could come see me and observe
+How I kick a hors d'oeuvre, first come, first served
+(Come watch me now)
+In the twilight, I hit the highlight to read the captions
+To exactly who I'm waxin'
+I kick it all the way to fifth before I downshift
+Four, three, two, one, as I cap my gift (Blast off)
+I'm ready for the type of action that can only happen
+In my ride while I'm rappin'
+I'm ready to get it on and do the do
+Still you can't smoke the weed-a in my two seater (Hit it)
+
+[Chorus]
+If you wanna ride good life, baby
+You can't smoke the weed-a in my two seater
+(Say what, say what, say what)
+If you wanna ride good life, baby
+You can't smoke the weed-a in my two seater
+(Say what, say what, say what)
+If you wanna ride good life, baby
+You can't smoke the weed-a in my two seater
+
+[Verse 3]
+Now, ridin' down the ave, it's about that time (Time)
+Rain and grime, my shit still shine (Shine)
+I got what you call an itching for a scratch
+Ready to reattach then lock my latch
+I got my shades down low as a listen to the beat flow
+Yeah, and I let down my window
+I got a blackberry tree hanging from my rearview
+Baby, put there to tempt you (Yeah, baby)
+When in L.A., I hit the 110 in my friend's Benz
+'Cause the ride never ends
+But right now, I'm chillin' in the East
+Where the only harbor is beauty running from the beast
+As I dip dive, down the I-95
+Hit Phatlanta, do you wanna take a ride? (Ride, ride)
+I'm fixin' to get wit' you
+But there's only room for two, gotta leave behind the crew (True dat)
+Looking good, your eyes twinkle like a star
+Have to say it, you remind me of my car as I play it
+Mary J. CD, singin' I wanna be happy, but not with K-Ci
+I need a man that don't mind ridin' shotgun
+Let me control this, it could be fun
+You keep it real, I'll let you touch my steering wheel
+Still you can't smoke the weed-a in my two seater
+(Hit it, baby)
+
+[Chorus]
+If you wanna ride good life, baby
+You can't smoke the weed-a in my two seater
+(Say what, say what)
+If you wanna ride good life, baby
+You can't smoke the weed-a in my two seater
+(Say what)
+If you wanna ride good life, baby
+You can't smoke the weed-a in my two seater
+(Say what, say what, say what)
+If you wanna ride good life, baby
+You can't smoke the weed-a in my two seater
+
+[Outro]
+Bentley, droptop, ridin' good life, baby
+In the two seater
+You can't smoke in the two seater
+Yeah, ridin' good life, ha
+I know you jealous, ha
+Ha, I know you wish you had this, ah, yeah
+Ridin' good life, yeah, ridin'
+**************************************************
+Intro 1[KRS-One]
+Yo what up
+Its the blast master KRS-One
+And I'm chilling in Brooklyn
+Now we come down right now to let you know
+That MC Lyte is not to be fucked with
+This album will bring nothing but the lyrical terrorism and hardcore beats
+So come down MC Lyte
+Because you alone run the dancehall (?)
+**************************************************
+Radio’s Nightmare (Interlude)With a uh-uh here
+A uh-uh there
+Here a huh, there a huh
+Everywhere a uh-uh
+MC Lyte, she had a jam
+Sam I am, I cram to understand
+Now how many licks
+Does it take for you to get
+From the center of my clit
+To the tops of my tits
+Aww, shit
+Did I see spit?
+Can't forget
+Easy to get with
+Now lickety my [?]
+Let's make it fit like a ball in a mitt
+It's hot
+Now drop it to the bottom of the pit
+Like the bottom of the pot
+Is filled with some thick shit
+But what's you hit it
+It's too legit to quit
+Let's seek out the loser from the winner
+Though the winner doesn't always
+Have to start as a beginner
+[?] I am humpin and bumpin and [?]
+All over the jam
+You're everything that I thought you were and more
+Now watch it swing three inches from the floor
+You're the bomb I know, baby, like a monstar
+But I can't get your feet out the back of my [?]
+**************************************************
+Ice Cream Dream (Remix)[Intro: Jermaine Dupri & MC Lyte]
+Check it
+("I am the Lyte")
+I got a remix for ya
+("I am the Lyte")
+Yeah, I got a remix for ya
+(My ice cream dream, mhm)
+("I am the Lyte")
+I got a remix for ya
+("I am the Lyte")
+(Yeah, my ice cream dream)
+("I am the Lyte")
+I got a remix for ya
+(Just the way I like it)
+Check it
+
+[Chorus: Lisa Keith]
+Smooth and rich, it's so true of us
+Dreams of you, me in a...
+Ice cream dream
+Take a scoop, it's so tasty
+Don't keep me waiting
+Ice cream dream
+
+[Post-Chorus: Sample]
+Clap your hands, everybody, come on
+Clap your hands, clap your hands
+
+[Verse 1: MC Lyte]
+Sweet dreams, from this don't wake me
+You couldn't even if you tried to shake me
+What do ya want ‘cause I’m in a deep sleep
+No nightmare here, dear, I’m talking chocolate treat
+Slick and slippery, thick it’s gotta be
+It’s mandatory that I make him a part of me
+I'll make the dream last ‘cause it seems
+I can only have him, in my ice cream dream
+
+[Chorus: Lisa Keith & (MC Lyte)]
+Smooth and rich, it's so true of us
+Dreams of you, me in a...
+Ice cream dream
+Take a scoop, it's so tasty
+Don't keep me waiting (My ice cream dream)
+Ice cream dream (Yeah)
+
+[Post-Chorus: Jermaine Dupri & Sample]
+Clap your hands, everybody, come on
+Here we go
+Clap your hands, clap your hands
+Check it out
+
+[Verse 2: MC Lyte]
+Sweet as candy, a physique for show
+I'ma let him know we can go toe for toe
+Hip to hip, lip to lip, and then lock it
+Big fat feet means big fat pockets
+Trick or treat, tasty like pastry
+Hmm, I wonder has he had any lately
+Ready to hit it if you know what I mean
+'Cause homie seems to be like an ice cream dream
+
+[Chorus: Lisa Keith, MC Lyte, Jermaine Dupri]
+Smooth and rich, it's so true of us
+Dreams of you, me in a... (So so funky)
+Ice cream dream (Yeah)
+Take a scoop, it's so tasty (Can you taste it, baby?)
+Don't keep me waiting (Goody, goody)
+Ice cream dream (Mhm)
+
+[Post-Chorus: Jermaine Dupri & Sample]
+Clap your hands, everybody, come on
+Yeah
+Clap your hands, clap your hands
+
+[Verse 3: MC Lyte]
+Dark, handsome, six feet tall
+31 flavors, I believe he's got 'em all
+Slippin' and slidin' and oozin' down the cone
+Hope he doesn't melt before I get him home
+Drip drop, come on, feed me, Seymour
+Take some now, I know later there'll be more
+We got the best, it seems you're the king
+You’re the man in the picture of my ice cream dream
+
+[Chorus: Lisa Keith, MC Lyte, Jermaine Dupri]
+(I got a remix for ya)
+Smooth and rich, it's so true of us
+Dreams of you, me in a...
+(I got a remix for ya) (Mmm)
+Ice cream dream (My ice cream dream)
+(I got a remix for ya)
+Take a scoop, it's so tasty
+(Goody goody, goody goody)
+Don't keep me waiting
+(I got a remix for ya)
+Ice cream dream (Uh)
+Smooth and rich, it's so true of us
+Dreams of you, me in a...
+(You're the man, in the picture, of my ice cream dream)
+Ice cream dream
+Take a scoop, it's so tasty
+Don't keep me waiting (Goody goody)
+Ice cream dream
+
+[Interlude: MC Lyte & Jermaine Dupri]
+Goody goody
+Ha, here's a cone, take a lick
+Yeah
+("I am the Lyte") Uh-huh
+("I am the Lyte") Ya know
+("I am the Lyte") Goody goody
+("I am the Lyte") Here's a cone, take a lick (Yeah)
+("I am the Lyte") Uh-huh
+("I am the Lyte") Yeah
+("I am the Lyte") Uh-huh
+Yeah (Mmm)
+
+[Verse 4: MC Lyte]
+Smooth and rich, he's looking real nice
+Cool as ice, but then again, not quite
+This kind of honey is the type I like looking at
+He could scoop me up twice 'cause he's all that
+So I'ma ease up, no time to waste
+Forget the chase, I’m prepared to get a taste
+Licky here, licky there 'cause I like it
+Too much to eat so I guess I'll...bite it
+
+[Chorus: Lisa Keith]
+Smooth and rich, it's so true of us
+Dreams of you, me in a...
+Ice cream dream
+Take a scoop, it's so tasty
+Don't keep me waiting
+Ice cream dream
+
+[Interlude: (Lisa Keith), Jermaine Dupri, MC Lyte]
+(Ice cream) Lyte
+(Dream) So So Def, in effect
+(Ice cream) Yeah, he's my ice cream dream
+(Dream) Uh (Yeah) Woo
+
+[Chorus: Lisa Keith & (MC Lyte)]
+Smooth and rich, it's so true of us
+(He's my ice cream dream)
+Dreams of you, me in a...
+Ice cream dream
+(Yeah, my ice cream dream)
+Take a scoop, it's so tasty
+(Just the way I like it)
+Don't keep me waiting
+(Uh-huh)
+Ice cream dream
+Smooth and rich, it's so true of us
+(Mmm, goody goody, goody goody)
+Dreams of you, me in a...
+Ice cream dream
+Take a scoop, it's so tasty
+(My ice cream dream, uh-huh)
+Don't keep me waiting
+Ice cream dream
+**************************************************
+Mickey Slipper (interlude)[lyte] ready?
+[guy] no
+[lyte] oh!
+[lyte] *whistling scrappy doo* puppy, power!
+[lyte] *beatboxing like a pro*
+[guy] okay, hello!
+[lyte] watch your drin.. what? watch your drink!
+No no.. I think I'm too late, am I too late?
+
+Hit it!
+I'm coolin in the sun, on a beach in the cabana
+Sippin on some vodka in a glass with tropicana
+I'm chillin and I'm chompin on a turkey shish-ka-bob
+Too far from work to hear the phone ring at the job
+Men in bikinis, g-strings should I say
+Waitin for the daddy-long-one to come my way
+
+Here he comes now, I feel I start to sweat
+Blunder but I wonder just how wet will I get
+He offers me his hand, of course you know I take it
+Until he tells me that he wants to swim a little naked
+My eyes are bulgin, I black out, damn it's black as tar
+Woke up I don't know when, sittin at the bar
+I know it's hard to follow, the story's kinda tricky
+What I didn't know was somebody slipped a mickey
+Into my drink, which caused a fantasy
+And somehow slapped me back into reality!
+Wish I had another mickey I'd go back for a quickie
+Find the daddy-long-one that was surely tryin to get me
+This just goes to show, you must stop and think
+When you're out partyin, never leave your drink..
+Word!
+**************************************************
+Everyday (Smoothed Over remix)Hook:
+Every day I need my shit done in a special way everyday
+
+Off the top see me and want to serve
+Just thinkin about what they need
+Ain't that some nerve, now look here 24 hours and
+7 whole days, I demand my respect
+I demand my praise, everyday that I wake
+I gotta have everything done with no mistakes
+I take it incredibly slow don't try to rush me
+No means no, I never said a no that meant yes
+Other women get taken for granted
+I guess I got a wish list that must be fulfilled
+And you gets none until I get my toes sucked
+And my eyebrows pluked
+I need my car waxed and floor shellac
+I need my back rubbed and da bubbled in the tub
+That float to the bed so that we can make love
+
+Hook:
+Every day I need my shit done in a special way everyday
+Every day I need my shit done in a special way everyday
+
+It ain't to ask for when
+I come off tour to have my truck washed
+Or my body massaged, all the bills paid I send home
+All my dough and you being my man it just ain't for show
+All the lovey dovey yeah that is sweet
+But honey bunny yeah gotta earn your keep
+
+But don't sleep cause I need a lot done
+
+And cold harded yeah check out whatever is clever
+And get to stepping if you know somthing better
+If not then respect whatcha got
+Meanwhile I got a new tide at the lot
+Pick it up and bring it back to the spot
+This is how we do it this is how we do it everyday
+I need it done in a special way baby, tell them how it goes
+
+Hook:
+Every day I need my shit done in a special way everyday
+Every day I need my shit done in a special way everyday
+
+On the real I need an man that understands me and
+Realizes the reality. I'm in the m.c. industry which
+Means I want to live lovely I gotta make money
+Listen so never ask me to give it less then what I got
+If it's too hot then raise up out my spot
+If it's my trade I made up the black ace of spade
+Alone in the world it's me ya can't fade
+It's my life, I do it my way
+You don't like my way, hit the highway
+See I'm special not because I'm mc lyte, but because
+I'm a women with the gift to bear life, it's done
+Yes I've rested my case now run pick up my dermalogica
+For my face this is how it goes down everyday
+I need it done in a special way baby
+
+Hook:
+Every day I need my shit done in a special way everyday
+Every day I need my shit done in a special way everyday
+**************************************************
+One on One (Master Tee remix)Yeah! Uh! Uh yeah! Wooh!
+Smooth, better than I've ever seen him
+As I flip the Vibe Book
+He's on the front page
+Never Looking his age
+He's all that and I'm all in
+So let the games begin
+Now I'ma give ya something
+So you could get in to it
+I got the side view so
+I could watch it
+You've been on my mind
+But your're so hard to find
+Hollywood's got a hold on
+That behind
+I ain't ashamed to play the game
+Listen here I won't say no names
+Put your ass out
+Make your woman put your ass out
+If you Knew that I was talking to you
+You would pass out cause
+I gave you bo type of indication and
+If I did I was probably on the some medication
+I got the hots for you
+Daddy and I just begun
+Lets do this- one on one
+
+Chorus:
+One (8X)
+I wanna play that game
+One (8X)
+Just you and me baby one on one
+Half way acroos the world
+I seen you at my show
+Wit your girl
+Back in italy but you
+Are still into me
+Causeif you are-
+I'm here to let ya know
+You don't have to be a superstar
+For me and you to go far
+Now I ain't never lied
+You got the body of an angel
+Bango, bango
+Watch the bojangle from every angle
+I'm clocking you honey
+We could sign a prenup
+I got my own money
+I just wanna get to know you
+A little better in the lyte
+After dark
+On the DL
+Whatever
+I wanna feel your muscle flex off your backbone
+I got the jones and I can't leave you alone
+I wanna rub your deltoid down to your bi-cep
+Better late than never
+And I'm sorry I slept but now I'm
+Well awake and I'm ready for the fun
+Let's do this- one on one
+Chorus
+Damn- the only brother make me look twice
+Believe that baby
+I wanna sacrifice
+I'm on it- you couldn't shake me off
+If you tried
+No sleeping on the job and
+I'm wide-eyed
+I like the video you got out
+The song is butter
+Try to keep a clean head and my mind
+Out the gutter
+But it's hard- you bring out the best and the worst
+If you way back when I
+Would've let you hit it first
+Love, its like water on the brain
+Only you can tame this run away train
+Last time I seen ya- geam in your eye
+You was looking fly with your girl
+By your side
+Shit, I ain't trying take her place
+I just wanna have your face
+All up in my space
+I got the hots for ya and I just begun
+You and me baby- one on one
+Chorus
+Ha! Yeah!
+Just you baby and me
+One on one
+**************************************************
+Druglord Superstar (MILK. remix)Got a new gig, here you come again kid
+Fresh out the dog, done did your bid
+But you can't stay here no more
+Not in this crib
+Not with the foul way that you used to live
+I remember you would take long trips on the first of the month
+Not giving a f**k about what I want
+Break -- uhh! Breathe lyte! Breathe!
+The day that you left I spent mad dough trying to get shit fixed
+Cause of your f**king death wish
+Broken glass everywhere, cause a motherf**ka like you just didn't care
+Got my shit shot up, had to buy a new body for my Benz, cause of your wild ass friends
+Years ago when you started on the scene, back and forth smuggling shit from Caribbean
+It was you and your boy Dunn, making them suicide runs
+But it was all in fun till Dunn tried to run with half of your cut
+Now your boss is looking at you saying "What the f**k is up?"
+What's up? But you say, "F**k him" you could start your own ring and things
+Besides you get a lot of peeps to swing
+Now you got eight men working 7 days a week
+2 be the runners, 5 on the street
+1 be the side kick,, the right hand, you know the one that ride shotgun thinking he the man
+They'd kill to be where you are, oh yeah! The druglord superstar
+You got a new crib, new truck, new car
+Trying to fit in, throwing parties for them big type rap stars
+But on the other side of town, shit is getting hot, your man got shot
+And they blew up your tree spot, on 125th and St. Nick, shit is getting thick
+Your boy got caught in St. Martin with a brick, now he's exile
+You down to 6 motherf**kas and 3 of them motherf**kas is nothing but suckas
+I got feds at my door wanna know do I know a black
+Now I ain't never called ya no shit like that, I'm fed up
+I can't take it no more, you see I'm blazing at the next nigga knocking at my door
+I heard you're on the run now, D is in the penile
+Ratted your ass out and gave that what, when and how
+They'd all kill to be where you are, the druglord superstar
+They found a boy in the sand, it was Poppi your man with his eyes dug out and you must
+Be soft
+Heard they shot up your car and ransacked your loft, now you need a get away
+A place to hide, cause your man done snitched on the inside
+You was on the run like a slave aback in the days, you must have been nodding when
+They said
+"Crime don't pay"
+I got a new gig, here you come again kid, fresh out the dog
+Done did your bid but you can't stay here no more, not in this crib
+Not with the foul way that you choose to live
+Motherf**ka -- you know what/
+Just, just take your shit all right! Just take it!
+Cause I'm sick of this shit - I can't take it no more
+Just take it, I don't know who the f**k you think you are
+Thinking you could just come back here and try to enter my life -- like I need you
+I don't -- I'm thru with you motherf**ka
+Just get out! You put me thru too much heartache
+Too much shit
+I had to go thru -- I can't do it no more
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