be -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.
Kick this one for Brooklyn. Kick this one for the nineties. Now kick this one here for me and my DJ. . Now I was rockin' this party in the 90s, Brooklyn.
Outside 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.
Featuring Payne. [MC Lyte]. Yeah hmm huh. Hmm huh Yeah. 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.
Our love is old school like Mary Jane's. Boston big beans and candy cane's. Exchange you look on a number two train. Run catch kiss sunshine or rain. Jackson 5 good times with Jefferson's.
featuring Missy 'Misdemeanor' Elliott. . [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.
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.
[Intro]. . Hehah, yeah...yeah...yeah...yeah...come on. . [Chorus]. . I can't make a mistake. Missing the dancefloor shake. I gotta get to the floor, I gotta get to the floor.
[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.
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?.
Hook:. . Have you ever, ever in long living life. seen a woman rock the mic. like the one called the Lyte. (Repeat). . As I zoom with the Z down the Avenue.
Make 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.
Step 1 to the 2 (Repeat x 4). Yeah. Rrrah. . [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 love is old school like Mary Jane. Boston baked beans and candy canes. Exchanged look on a number two train. Run catch kiss sunshine or rain. Jackson 5, Good Times and Jefferson.
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.
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.
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.
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.
To the L, to the Y and the T to the E. So get ready cause I want everybody to say this with me. . [Chorus]. Now I cold rock a party in a b-girl stance.
To the L, to the Y and the T to the E. So get ready cause I want everybody to say this with me. . [Chorus]. Now I cold rock a party in a b-girl stance.