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10% Dis
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MC Lyte
жанры: hip-hop
альбомы: The Very Best Of, Lyte as a Rock
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Hot damn, hot damn, hot damn, hot damn Hot damn, hot damn hoe, here we go again Suckers steal a beat, when you know they cant win You stole the beat, are you havin' fun? Now, me and the Auds gonna show you how its doneYou are what I label as a, nerver plucker Youre pluckin' my nerves, you MC sucka I thought I oughta tell you, better yet warn That I am like a stop, and my word is BondLike James, killin' everybody in sight The codes three-six, the name is Lyte After this jam, I really dont give a damn 'Cause Ima run and tell your whole damn clan, that youre aBeat biter, dope style taker Tell you to your face, you aint nuttin' but a faker Beat biter, dope style taker Tell you to your face, you aint nuttin' but a faker (Hit me why dontcha, hit me why dontcha?)Milks 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, dont lose the context Thirty days a month your mood is rude We know the cause of your bloody attitudeBeat biter, dope style taker Tell you to your face, you aint nuttin' but a faker Beat biter, dope style taker Tell you to your face, you aint nuttin' but a fakerYour style is smooth, even for a cheatin' mic You shoulda won applause as a Rakim sound-alike Heres a milkbone, a sign of recognition Dont turn away, I think you should listen close Dont boast, you said you wasnt braggin' You fuckin' liar, youre chasin' a chuckwagonThe only way you learn you have to be taught That if a beat is not for sale, then it cant be bought When you leave the mic, you claim its smokin' Unlike Rakim, you are a joke And I think you oughta stop, before you gets in too deep 'Cause with a sister like Lyte, yo, I dont sleepBeat biter, dope style taker Tell you to your face, you aint nuttin' but a faker Beat biter, dope style taker Tell you to your face, you aint nuttin' but a fakerWhen Im in a jam, with my homegirl Jill My cousin Trey across the room with a posse to kill 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 punkNow Im not tryin' to say that Im into static But yo, if you cause it, yup, we gotta have it 'Cause I aint goin out like a sucker no way So I sit around the way for you to make my dayWe can go for the hands, better yet for the words 'Cause youll be ignored, and at the same time, Ill be heard Throughout the city, the town and the country The beat is funky, my rhyme is spunkyThere is no delayin in the rhyme Im sayin' Neither are the flaws of what my DJ is playin' So sit back Jack, and listen to this its 10% dis 'Cause Im just about ready to fly this fist, against your lipsBut Ill wait for the day or night that you approach And Ima serve then burn ya like a piece of, toast Pop you in the microwave to watch your head bubble Your skin just crumble, a battles no troubleGet my homegirls Dohni and Kiki to get stupid This thing called hip-hop, Lyte is rulin' it I hate to laugh in your face, but youre funny Your beat, your rhymin', your timin', all crummyOn the topic of rappin', I should write a pamphlet, better yet a booklet Your rap is weak homegirl and its definitely crooked Others write your rhymes, while I write my own I dont create a character, when Im on the microphoneI 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 dont believe me, then youll have to learnThis aint as hard as MC Lyte can get And matter of fact, you aint seen nothin' yet So never let me step into a party hardy Talk to some people and then hear from somebodyYou wanna battle? Cause you know where I am You dont wanna come in the 90s and see me at a jam When a, mic is handy, ten feet away I stretch my arm like elastic, head like a magnetSet assure, you know I dont play When it comes down to it, the nitty gritty For a sucker like you I feel a whole lot of pityBeat biter, dope style taker Tell you to your face, you aint nuttin' but a faker Beat biter, dope style taker Tell you to your face, you aint nuttin' but a faker
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