10% Dis (LP Version) - MC Lyte Hot damn hot damn hot damn hot damn Hot damn hot damn hoe here we go again Suckers steal a beat when you know they cant win You stole the beat are you havin' fun Now me and the Auds gonna show you how its done You are what I label as a nerver plucker Youre pluckin' my nerves you MC sucka I thought I oughta tell you better yet warn That I am like a stop and my word is Bond Like James killin' everybody in sight The codes three-six the name is Lyte After this jam I really dont give a damn 'Cause Ima run and tell your whole damn clan that youre a Beat biter dope style taker Tell you to your face you aint nuttin' but a faker Beat biter dope style taker Tell you to your face you aint nuttin' but a faker Milks bodyguard is my bodyguard too You wanna get hurt well this is what you do You put your left foot up and then your right foot next Follow instructions dont lose the context Thirty days a month your mood is rude We know the cause of your bloody attitude Beat biter dope style taker Tell you to your face you aint nuttin' but a faker Beat biter dope style taker Tell you to your face you aint nuttin' but a faker Your style is smooth even for a cheatin' mic You shoulda won applause as a Rakim sound-alike Heres a milkbone a sign of recognition Dont turn away I think you should listen close Dont boast you said you wasnt braggin' You f**kin' liar youre chasin' a chuckwagon The only way you learn you have to be taught That if a beat is not for sale then it cant be bought When you leave the mic you claim its smokin' Unlike Rakim you are a joke And I think you oughta stop before you gets in too deep 'Cause with a sister like Lyte yo I dont sleep Beat biter dope style taker Tell you to your face you aint nuttin' but a faker Beat biter dope style taker Tell you to your face you aint nuttin' but a faker When Im in a jam with my homegirl Jill My cousin Trey across the room with a posse to kill So I step in the middle shake it just a little Wait for some female to step up and pop junk Give my cousin a cue treat the girl like a punk Now Im not tryin' to say that Im into static But yo if you cause it yup we gotta have it 'Cause I aint goin out like a sucker no way So I sit around the way for you to make my day We can go for the hands better yet for the words 'Cause youll be ignored and at the same time Ill be heard Throughout the city the town and the country The beat is funky my rhyme is spunky There is no delayin in the rhyme Im sayin' Neither are the flaws of what my DJ is playin' So sit back Jack and listen to this its 10% dis 'Cause Im just about ready to fly this fist against your lips But Ill wait for the day or night that you approach And Ima serve then burn ya like a piece of toast Pop you in the microwave to watch your head bubble Your skin just crumble a battles no trouble Get my homegirls Dohni and Kiki to get stupid This thing called hip-hop Lyte is rulin' it I hate to laugh in your face but youre funny Your beat your rhymin' your timin' all crummy On the topic of rappin' I should write a pamphlet better yet a booklet Your rap is weak homegirl and its definitely crooked Others write your rhymes while I write my own I dont create a character when Im on the microphone I am myself no games to be played No script to be written no scene to be made I am the director as far as you are concerned You dont believe me then youll have to learn This aint as hard as MC Lyte can get And matter of fact you aint seen nothin' yet So never let me step into a party hardy Talk to some people and then hear from somebody You wanna battle Cause you know where I am You dont wanna come in the 90s and see me at a jam When a mic is handy ten feet away I stretch my arm like elastic head like a magnet Set assure you know I dont play When it comes down to it the nitty gritty For a sucker like you I feel a whole lot of pity 404

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