[Kick this one here for me and my DJ]



You can cha cha cha to this Mardis Gras

I'm the dopest female that you've heard thus far

And I do get better the voice gets wetter

Nobody gets hurt (as long as you let her)

Do my thing with an '89 swing

The dopeness I write I guarantee delight

To the hip hop maniac the Uptown brainiac

In full effect MC Lyte is back

And better than before as if that was possible

My competition, you'll find them in the hospital

Visiting time, I think it's on a Sunday

But notice they only get one day to shine

The rest of the week is mine

And I'll blind you with the science that the others have yet to find

So come along and I'll lead you the right way

Just clap your hands to the words I say, come on...



[Kick this one here for me and my DJ]



I've got the power to spread out and devour

At the same time I'll eat you up with a rhyme

But I'll let you slide cuz you accidently hopped on the wrong side

Now come on, that's suicide

Hypothetically speaking

Ok, let's say you didn't know what you were doing

You're new in town, and you're looking around

For another name to ruin, and it's me that you're pursuing?

Well well well, I'll be damned

I might as well tell you who I am

I am the capital L-Y-T-E

And it's shocking I'm the one you're mocking

Oh yes, I've been watching you watching me

And like the fat on your back it's plain to see

That you're a wannabe, but you can't be what you're not

So you better start living with what you got



[Kick this one here for me and my DJ]



Yeah, DJ K-Rock when you hear a scratch

Now it's time to kick a rhyme