[Intro] To the beat yall! To the beat yall! Just clap your hands, just clap your hands... 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 [Hook] Now I cold rock a party in a bgirl stance I rock on the floor make the fellas wanna dance I be the shit and its all good and if you understood [Verse 1] Would you stop scheming and trying to look hard I get my bodyguard, You get that booty scarred Im a veteran, which means that Ive been In the game too long, since the days of Paper Thin Way back when Ive been putting it down Ask your homies whos the baddest bitch on this side of town I flow like a butterfly, sting like a bee Spectacular over MIC 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 dont care Fly thats me the epitomy Of what a real MC is supposed to be Fucking you up every time that I drop I fuck a bullet baby, I done took your spot I guide the beat and I ride it well And if you take a look, it aint hard to tell that I [Hook x2] [Verse 2] Back off me and let my skin breathe, Lyte is everlasting Its hard to believe I shall prevail cause Im next to none Cause Im claiming no set, Dont plan to get down Just Brooklyn is where Im from But Im resting in Studio City for the fun If you dont understand then say you dont nah! And dont wait for me to explain cause I wont You see its in my nature to be the best say what? West to East, see East to West Ready or not I have arrived and Im live Showing an MC how to survive Cause its 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 Its 96 its all about show and prove and Im about to Make the ill type moves, I guide the beat and I ride it well And if you take a look it aint hard to tell that I [Hook x2] [Verse 3] Get out my shit, please let me be I dont 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 Im a woman in the land of hiphop And the shit dont stop It goes on, on, on, on You see, the shit dont stop till the break of dawn And now who makes it liver than a hiphop, scuba diver Chilling with A pina colada, kidada hooked me up With Tommy now I got a lot of gear From everywhere, that Id like to share yeah right! But Id rather do Kani, dont ask why! 5001, my son gets shit done All on the catwalk, what theyve ever done for you? You better get down with your real crew Cause I ride the beat and I ride it well And if you take a look it aint hard to tell that I [Hook x2] [Outro] To the L, to the Y, and the T, to the E Rock the house and rock the house
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