Mc Lyte - Slave 2 The Rhythm Lyrics

Mc Lyte - Slave 2 The Rhythm Video

Why is it that your watch stopped tickin, but you still keep clockin?

And no matter how hard you jinx, I keep rockin

Listen, hoe, cause I'm the Lyte one

And if you're lookin for a fight, you found the right one

 

(They call me Lyte)

(And I'm a slave to the rhythm)

 

(Funky fresh, dressed to impress, ready to party)

 

VERSE 1

I'm not a procrastinator, or a instigator

But when it comes to dope rhymes on the mic, I'm the creator

I never look for trouble, but somehow it finds me

But yo, I just conquer it, and leave it all behind me

The L-y-t-e, very outspoken

And when I rock a rhyme, sometimes I leave you chokin

I'm MC Lyte, comin live and direct

I never lose a battle, cause I always come correct

In any case I win, again and again

You see Lyte is at the top till the very end

And even though I may be short, believe, I don't take none

Try your luck and we'll see who will get done

I mean immediately, like quick fast

Don't turn your back, cause this mic'll be in your ass

And don't take what I say too lightly

I beat you, defeat you so quietly

Sneak up and hit you like a fuckin tornado

Cause in the rap field Lyte's the fuckin a/k/a doe

The capital L, the y to the e

Shit, give me room and I'll slay an MC

Whether it's in a crowd, or on the sneak tip

I wax you and your posse watch you trip and flip

As you drop the mic, cause you don't have the gift

To rip a style, fast or slow

(Why, Lyte?) Too busy hoein it, sniffin up blow

Don't get mad, it's just a talent I was given

What I'm sayin, I'm a slave to the rhythm

 

VERSE 2