Lyte thee MC

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

"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 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

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

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

"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 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, it's Lyte Thee MC"