Lyte Thee MC

Mc Lyte

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    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 not favor cops, move over, stop stalkin' me
    I feel like I'm drownin' and feds are just stompin' me
    Bigfoot, should we buck the uncivilized?
    But I'm so tame I don't mean to criticize
    But light and sweat, we don't go together
    Especially in the muggy and the rainy kind of weather

    Listen up, everybody, it's Lyte Thee MC
    Listen up everybod–, listen up everybod–
    Listen up everybody, it's Lyte Thee MC

    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? See, 'cause
    The problem is you can't understand
    The logic in my rap you can't comprehend so you
    Merely step aside, what gall to call me 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 wack?
    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

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    Listen up everybody, listen up everybody
    Listen up everybody, it's Lyte Thee MC
    Listen up everybody, it's Lyte Thee MC

    Competition I take it is food for the mind
    Past experience from the future, it's 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

    Listen up everybody, listen up everybody
    Listen up everybody, it's Lyte Thee MC

    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 the 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

    Listen up everybody, listen up everybody
    Listen up everybody, it's Lyte Thee MC
    Listen up everybody, listen up everybody
    Listen up everybody, it's Lyte Thee MC
    Listen up everybody, listen up, listen up
    Listen up everybody, it's Lyte Thee MC
    L-L-Listen up everybod–, listen up everybod–
    Listen up everybody, it's Lyte Thee MC
    L-L-Listen up everybod–, listen up, listen up
    Listen up everybody, it's Lyte Thee MC
    Listen up every, l-l-listen up everybody it's Lyte Thee–
    Listen up, listen up, listen up
    Listen up everybody, listen up, l-l-l-l-listen

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