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To the L, to the Y and the T to the E
So get ready cause I want everybody to say this with me
Rock the house, rock the house, rock the house
1-Now I cold rock a party in a b-girl stance
I rock on the floor make the fellas wanna dance
I be the shit and it`s all good and if you understood
Would you stop scheming and trying to look hard
I get my bodyguard, You get that booty scarred
I`m a veteran which means that I`ve been
In the game too long since the days of paper thin way
Back when I`ve been putting it down
Ask your homies who`s the baddest bitch on this side of
The M I C, I go for broke, never giving it less than
The best lots of years in the game at your request
You like the rhyme bite if you dare
I get the paper so I don`t care, fly that`s me
The epitomy of what a real MC is supposed to be
Fucking you up everytime that I drop, fuck a bullet baby
I done took your spot I guide the best and
I ride it well and if you take a look it
Ain`t hard to tell that I
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Back off me and let my skin breathe, Lyte is everlasting
it`s hard to believe I shall prevail cause I`m next to none
Cause I`m claiming no set, Don`t plan to get down
Just Brooklyn is where I`m from but I`m resting
In Studio City for the fun, if you don`t understand
Just say you don`t (nah!)
And don`t wait for me to explain cause I won`t
You see it`s in my nature to be the best, West to East
See East to West, ready or not I have arrived and I`m live
Showing an MC how to survive, cause it`s crazy how I
get you captured with my tactics, I got many witnesses
that can back this ruffnecks from New York to L.A.
Been down with me since Poor George
It`s `96 -- it`s all about show and prove
And I`m about to make the ill type moves
I guide the best and ride it well
And if you take a look it ain`t hard to tell that I
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Get out my shit, Please let me be, I don`t see why
You KGB, why you gotta be all up on me like that
Trying to get over like a fat rat, but I understand
I`m a woman in the land of hip-hop
And the shit don`t stop, it goes on, on, on, on
You see the shit don`t stop till the break of dawn
And now who makes it liver than a hip-hop, scuba diver
Chillin with a pina colada, kidada hooked me up
With Tommy now I gotta lot of gear from everywhere
That I`d like to share (yeah right!)
But I`d rather do Kani, don`t ask why!
5001, my son gets shit done all on the catwalk
What they`ve ever done for you
You betta get down with your real crew
Cause I ride the beat and I ride it well and if you take
A look, it ain`t hard to tell that I
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To the L, to the Y, and the T, to the E
Rock the house and rock the house