verse 1 (MC Lyte)

In the three on the deegan, we be freakin'

Bobbin' and weavin' my peeps sleepin'

Steady creepin' dippin' in the jeepin'

Dones be peepin', benjis we be keepin'

Cheddar we be spending, niggas ain't cheapin'

Hip hoppin' bobbin' with the beat and

I'm not concieted just never been defeated

Test and get that ass beated

The wanna act like I can't flow phatly

When they attack me I got skills to back me

Go ahead now simulate that

How they forget who originated that

Ladies and gentlemen the ruffneck is back

More potent than a foul vile of crack

I keep you open like a BM hatchback

While you keepin' my tape draped up in yo' knapsack



(chorus)

You comin' closer and closer, I thought I told you

You know that I will toast you

You're not supposed to come closer and closer

I thought I told you, you know that I will toast you

Don't come closer



verse 2 (Space Nine)

Yo, I write my own, but-uh who's writin' your rhymes

Oh you independent now 'coz you bitin' my lines

Listen, two flamin' bitches hide yo' claiming and sixes

Shines so bright can't see us in pictures

Leavin' non believers in ditches

Those who can acchieve won't percieve our existance

They need verbal assistance, check it

All them things you say you got, we now your makin' it up

To get a man in a club, you steady shakin' it up

See thay played my song twice 'coz they can't get enough

I'd say put yourself in my shoes but they cost too much

Space Nine bustin' 16 bars on Lyte's time

We write rhymes, y'all chicks is puppets on mic time

While I, chanel stars through pipe lines

Illuminate the sky day and night make my presence d