In My Business
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Ah ha ha ha
Introducing MC Lyte
I think I need a sound check
Hit me with a sample
Yeah, now what about that dope stuff?
Alright, now give me a 808
Uh, uh, uh, yo, one two
Uh, MC Lyte, you know
You, nigga, nigga, you, you know
On the regular, they guessin', "How the Lyte get that?"
Never mind that, nigga, you better watch your mouth
Keep snoopin' and you're bound to get a brick
Get out the crack of my ass, all up in my shit
And then to you nosey niggas and you peepin' toms
So you know I'm about to drop the Brooklyn bomb
Seven and seven is fourteen, one and four is five
But none of that matters if your ass ain't alive
You could care less about the records I sell
You just wanna know that I tried but I fell
But even on your best day and on my worst
I'll still be the first without the need to rehearse
Why you up in my business? Find somethin' better to do
Why you talkin' about me? I ain't said shit about you
Forgive me for my attitude, but I got somethin' to say
Y'all better not fuck with me 'cause I had a bad day
Y'all must really think I'm the host of the freak show
Got me taggin' piranhas I don't even know
Got me swimmin' in waters, gettin' caught in fishnet
Got me hooked up with folks I ain't never even met
Now y'all so busy tryin' to market this
I guess your stupid ass forgot who started this
But I'm about to ransack you
Make your memory come back to you
And let all my true niggas jack you
Talkin' 'bout the Lyte like you gettin' paid for it
You better wish for your own to get out my business
Besides, I'm too quick, your pigeons ought to know
By the time you get the info, it was two years ago
Aside from that, I'm too swift to catch
Don't pay to chase the joint you can't light the match
And everybody knows I'm quick to flip the latch
It ain't many that could even say they been attached
Why you up in my business? Find somethin' better to do
Why you talkin' about me? I ain't said shit about you
Forgive me for my attitude, but I got somethin' to say
Y'all better not fuck with me 'cause I had a bad day
Ayo, I heard a lot of y'all wanna, wanna ride
Ain't none of y'all this super duper fly
Super duper S.I., fly, fly across the sky
Cut you like pie, me, me and MC Lyte, yeah, you wack
Straight from the jump, yeah, you wack
Better get back, I can, I can handle that
I ain't sayin' jack, I'ma just smack you 'cross your face
With these slacks and you never talk back
Why you up in my business? Find somethin' better to do
Why you talkin' about me? I ain't said shit about you
Forgive me for my attitude, but I got somethin' to say
Y'all better not fuck with me 'cause I had a rough day
Why you up in my business? Find somethin' better to do
Why you talkin' about me? I ain't said shit about you
Forgive me for my attitude, but I got somethin' to say
Y'all better not fuck with me 'cause I had a bad day
Nigga, check me out
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