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  • 作词 : Gizmo, MC Lyte, Milk
    Yo Milk, that's super duper
    I think I need a soundcheck
    Hit me with a sample
    Yeah, now what about that **** stuff?
    Alright, now give me a 808
    Now let the beat roll.. [ VERSE 1 ]
    Any competition, checkers or chess
    Whatever the game,
    Lyte'll never fess
    But did you say rappin?
    Cause I'm with it
    I hold the title, you might as well forget it
    You can put me to the test,
    I'll prove
    I am the best
    You'll be the last coockoo to fly over the nest
    Try to dis this?
    Nah.. You'll be the only scarface in the place
    Cause I'll rip out your eyes, cut your tongue off
    You can't talk no more and let the ******** walk
    In this lifetime you're no
    MC You're just labelled in bold black ink as a wanna-be
    Now that I pulled your card and
    I read you
    I should punish those that misled you
    Into thinkin that you was just too good
    I beat your ass in your own neighborhood
    I have yet to threaten you with sticks and stones
    That'll hurt your bones [ CHORUS ]
    I'm just throwin words at you (Wick-wick-wack) -->
    KRS-One (Worrrd)
    Can you catch em, the words
    I'm throwin at you? (Wick-wick-wack) (Worrrd)
    Look, I'm just throwin words at you (Wick-wick-wack) -->
    KRS-One (Worrrd)
    Can you catch em, the words
    I'm throwin at you? (Wick-wick-wack) (Worrrd) [ VERSE 2 ]
    I step in a jam, they know who
    I am All I do is smile and the crowds go wild
    MC Lyte's on top of the pile
    Waitin to put a sucker in her place
    Won't hesitate to dis a ***** to her face
    Cause you're a half-assed
    MC, a part-time hooker
    When talent was given out, they overlooked ya
    I rock ya blindfolded, better yet with no mic
    Hype it acappella, make your deejay go on strike
    This kinda comp
    I know you're not ready for
    You're just a amateur dying to explore
    Territory that is soon to be conquered by
    Lyte Tonight, alright, alright, alright, alright.. [ CHORUS ] [ VERSE 3 ]
    I think you better leave now, your mommy is callin you
    Rap is like a pit and your whole crew is fallin through
    But once I'm gone there ain't no catchin me
    I'm talkin bon voyage,
    I mean you're history
    I'm takin my fans to a new land
    If anyone can do it,
    Lyte Thee
    MC can Because
    I'm hypin my rhyme to a new hype
    So get equipped and prepare yourself for the flight
    Cause yo, you're about to enter a new dimension
    Sit back and listen,
    Lyte is on a mission
    I'm takin out those who attempt to oppose me
    And even those that try to get close to me [ CHORUS ]
  • 作词 : Gizmo, MC Lyte, Milk
    Yo Milk, that's super duper
    I think I need a soundcheck
    Hit me with a sample
    Yeah, now what about that **** stuff?
    Alright, now give me a 808
    Now let the beat roll.. [ VERSE 1 ]
    Any competition, checkers or chess
    Whatever the game,
    Lyte'll never fess
    But did you say rappin?
    Cause I'm with it
    I hold the title, you might as well forget it
    You can put me to the test,
    I'll prove
    I am the best
    You'll be the last coockoo to fly over the nest
    Try to dis this?
    Nah.. You'll be the only scarface in the place
    Cause I'll rip out your eyes, cut your tongue off
    You can't talk no more and let the ******** walk
    In this lifetime you're no
    MC You're just labelled in bold black ink as a wanna-be
    Now that I pulled your card and
    I read you
    I should punish those that misled you
    Into thinkin that you was just too good
    I beat your ass in your own neighborhood
    I have yet to threaten you with sticks and stones
    That'll hurt your bones [ CHORUS ]
    I'm just throwin words at you (Wick-wick-wack) -->
    KRS-One (Worrrd)
    Can you catch em, the words
    I'm throwin at you? (Wick-wick-wack) (Worrrd)
    Look, I'm just throwin words at you (Wick-wick-wack) -->
    KRS-One (Worrrd)
    Can you catch em, the words
    I'm throwin at you? (Wick-wick-wack) (Worrrd) [ VERSE 2 ]
    I step in a jam, they know who
    I am All I do is smile and the crowds go wild
    MC Lyte's on top of the pile
    Waitin to put a sucker in her place
    Won't hesitate to dis a ***** to her face
    Cause you're a half-assed
    MC, a part-time hooker
    When talent was given out, they overlooked ya
    I rock ya blindfolded, better yet with no mic
    Hype it acappella, make your deejay go on strike
    This kinda comp
    I know you're not ready for
    You're just a amateur dying to explore
    Territory that is soon to be conquered by
    Lyte Tonight, alright, alright, alright, alright.. [ CHORUS ] [ VERSE 3 ]
    I think you better leave now, your mommy is callin you
    Rap is like a pit and your whole crew is fallin through
    But once I'm gone there ain't no catchin me
    I'm talkin bon voyage,
    I mean you're history
    I'm takin my fans to a new land
    If anyone can do it,
    Lyte Thee
    MC can Because
    I'm hypin my rhyme to a new hype
    So get equipped and prepare yourself for the flight
    Cause yo, you're about to enter a new dimension
    Sit back and listen,
    Lyte is on a mission
    I'm takin out those who attempt to oppose me
    And even those that try to get close to me [ CHORUS ]