Mc Lyte

Theres a song.. that I sing.. whenever Im sad.. feelin bad
It was a date, a simple little fuckin date
or so I thought, wasnt that my great mistake
He picked me up at eight, from my crib
We went to dinner and he ordered babyback ribs
What a waste, a waste of the mind and body
And then he said, "Lyte, would you like to go and party?"
I thought about it, and then I said, "NO!
Pay for my food motherfucker and lets go!"
He said, "My, arent we agressive.."
Damn right, and Im also perceptive
I know your kind, you roam around the fuckin town
You wanna slap it, flip it, and rub it down
You want some booty but youre gettin none this way
You better ask Suzy Sally or that girl Faye
You gets none, you hear me you cheesy rat?
cause Im Lyte, and Im havin none of that
Im all that, yes Im all that
You ask how? hmph, Im all that now
Im all of that, yes Im all that
Strolling through your hood with a base-ball bat
First I head out, into the red-eyed
Turn the AC, so it feels cool inside
Step in the jam, baring good news
Although for some folks, I bring the blues
Always solo, no relyin on a posse
I see what you see, do you see what I see?
I see suckers, many pucker-uppers
Ass-kissers, as well as buttlickers
Many many that will do me good and plenty
Dont know me from Adam, but wanna get with me
Claimin they will do, or have done, or have did me
Talkin that yang, your assll get slapped
cause Im Lyte and Im havin none of that
Im all that, yes Im all that
You ask how? hmph, Im all that now
Im all of that, yes Im all that
Strolling through your hood with a base-ball bat
That!! That!!
[answering machine]
Aiyyo Milk, aiyyo Milk, this is Teddy B
Yo I just checked out Lytes new cut (That!! That!!)
and yo its ALL THAT, ALL THAT
Yo Ill get with you, peace!
[MC Lyte]
Back, way back when, shit wasnt funny
Im talkin L-Q days, your gold and your money
If you wore gold, the shit was gettin taken
Hard rocks, dont even bother fakin
Cause they can sense a sucker as soon as they saw ya
And oh well, how I felt sorry for you
razor in my pocket, for my protection
Blackjack in my bag for a little selection
You got beef? bitch, chose your weapon
I sliced and diced, and then I kept steppin
For me to go for that woulda just been wack
because Im Lyte, and Im havin none of that
Im all that, yes Im all that
You ask how? hmph, Im all that now
Im all of that, yes Im all that
Strolling through your hood with a base-ball bat
[answering machine]
(That!! That!!)
Yo yo, yo Lyte, you there?
(That!! That!!)
Alright I just called to see if you was still sittin on wax
Yo and dont make that shit soft alright?
Yo pump it up
Alright when you get in just give me a buzz
[ All That Lyrics ]