Mc Lyte

[ 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 dont know me at all
Sayin hi, how youre doin and Ill give you a call
Then, to top it off, sayin theyll visit
When they dont know the zip code, much less the digits
Like Shelly says, sometimes you have to get kuffed
Like MC Lyte says, yo, youre gonna get buffed
Each and every time you try to play me
Im 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
Im the microphone controller, MC sucker folder
Lytell take you places you never wouldve 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 cant grow on me, so dont greet me
Im sick of the prentendin and all the make-believe
Pronto, move back, give me space to breathe
Im not a push-over, so dont push up on me
Im not a sidewalk, so dont 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 wholl dance with me if I cant dance
Im not a dancer, thats what Leg 1 and 2 are for
I master the rhyme, thats what I get paid for
They say two extras, yo, its 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 todays news
Extra, extra, read all about it
(Its 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 Im with this beat, chief
The only time they complain is when its 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 dont compare me to a sucker MC
See, cause crackers and cheese, yo, that shit is good
But sucker MCs aint 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 youre still raggedy
Then and only then can you be called a sucker MC
Sucker
I hate long good-byes, so Ill just say farewell
Any last comments, Lyte fans do tell
I got you locked on, so now Im gonna free ya
Okay, here we go, stop, see ya
(See ya) (see ya) (see ya)...
[ Survival Of The Fittest Lyrics ]