[00:00.00] 作词 : Audio Two, MC Lyte
[00:15.58]Hot damn, hot damn, hot damn, hot damn
[00:16.95]Hot damn, hot damn ho, here we go again
[00:19.88]Suckers steal a beat
[00:20.74]When you know they can't win
[00:22.11]You stole the beat
[00:23.29]Are you having fun
[00:25.00]Now me and the Aud's gonna show you how it's done
[00:27.44]You are what I label as a nerver plucker
[00:30.27]You're plucking my nerves you MC sucker
[00:32.71]I thought I oughta tell you, better yet warn
[00:35.47]That I am like a stock and my word is bond
[00:38.20]Like James, killing everybody in sight
[00:40.71]The code's three-six
[00:42.50]The name is Lyte
[00:43.50]After this jam
[00:44.80]I really don't give a damn
[00:46.53]Cause I'mma run and tell your whole damn clan
[00:48.79]That you're a
[00:50.10]Beat biter, dope style taker
[00:51.68]Tell you to your face you ain't nothing but a faker
[00:54.45]Beat biter, dope style taker
[00:57.15]Tell you to your face you ain't nothing but a faker
[00:59.20]Hit me why don't ya, hit me why don't ya
[00:59.66]Milk's bodyguard is my bodyguard too
[01:02.13]You wanna get hurt
[01:03.26]Well this is what you do
[01:04.71]You put your left foot up
[01:05.84]And then your right foot next
[01:07.39]Follow instructions
[01:09.50]Don't lose the context
[01:10.49]Thirty days a month your mood is rude
[01:12.65]We know the cause of your bloody attitude
[01:15.59]Beat biter, dope style taker
[01:18.36]Tell you to your face you ain't nothing but a faker
[01:21.14]Beat biter, dope style taker
[01:23.45]Tell you to your face you ain't nothing but a faker
[01:26.50]Your style is smooth, even for a cheating mic
[01:29.70]You shoulda won a prize as a Rakim sound-alike
[01:31.52]Here's a Milkbone, a sign of recognition
[01:33.91]Don't turn away, I think you should listen close
[01:36.83]Don't boast, you said you wasn't bragging
[01:39.43]You fucking liar, you're chasin a chuckwagon
[01:42.43]The only way you learn you have to be taught
[01:44.59]That if a beat is not for sale, then it can't be bought
[01:47.14]When you leave the mic, you claim it's smoking
[01:49.99]Unlike Rakim, you are a joke
[01:52.73]And I think you ought to stop, before you get in too deep
[01:56.60]Cause with a sister like Lyte, yo I don't sleep
[01:58.81]Beat biter, dope style taker
[02:00.94]Tell you to your face you ain't nothing but a faker
[02:03.47]Beat biter, dope style taker
[02:05.93]Tell you to your face you ain't nothing but a faker
[02:09.15]When I'm in a jam, with my homegirl Jill
[02:11.21]My cousin Trey across the room with a posse of girls
[02:13.84]So I step in the middle, shake it just a little
[02:16.43]Wait for some female to step up and pop junk
[02:19.21]Give my cousin a cue, treat the girl like a punk
[02:21.74]Now I'm not trying to say that I'm into static
[02:24.55]But yo if you cause it, yep, we gotta have it
[02:27.29]Cause I ain't going out like a sucker no way
[02:29.81]So I sit around the way for you to make my day
[02:32.45]We can go for the hands, better yet for the words
[02:35.14]Cause you'll be ignored, and at the same time I'll be heard
[02:38.11]Throughout the city, the town and the country
[02:40.83]The beat is funky, my rhyme is spunky
[02:43.44]There is no delaying in the rhyme I'm saying
[02:45.91]Neither are there flaws in what my DJ is playing
[02:48.92]So sit back Jack, and listen to this, it's 10% dis
[02:52.56]Cause I'm just about ready to fly this fist against your lips
[02:59.14]But I'll wait for the day or night that you approach
[03:02.30]And I'mma serve and burn ya like a piece of toast
[03:04.41]Pop you in the microwave and watch your head bubble
[03:07.48]Your skin just crumble, a battle's no trouble
[03:09.94]Get my homegirls Joanie and Kiki to get stupid
[03:12.53]This thing called hip-hop, Lyte is ruling it
[03:15.44]I hate to laugh in your face, but you're funny
[03:17.79]Your beat, your rhyming, your timing, all crummy
[03:20.64]On the topic of rapping, I should write a pamphlet better yet a booklet
[03:24.50]Your rap is weak homegirl, and it's definitely crooked
[03:31.27]Others write your rhymes while I write my own
[03:33.84]I don't create a character when I'm on the microphone
[03:36.96]I am myself, no games to be played
[03:39.28]No script to be written, no scene to be made
[03:41.79]I am the director, as far as you are concerned
[03:44.42]You don't believe me, then you'll have to learn
[03:47.20]This ain't as hard as MC Lyte can get
[03:49.78]Matter of fact, you ain't seen nothing yet
[03:52.96]So never let me step into a party hardy
[03:55.56]Talk to some people and then hear from somebody
[03:58.14]'You wanna battle?' cause you know where I am
[04:00.51]You don't wanna come in the 90's and see me at a jam
[04:03.30]When a mic is handy, ten feet away
[04:05.64]I stretch my arm like elastic, head like a magnet
[04:08.42]Set assure, you know I don't play
[04:11.11]When it comes down to it, the nitty gritty
[04:13.98]For a sucker like you I feel a whole lot of pity
[04:17.20]Beat biter, dope style taker
[04:19.51]Tell you to your face you ain't nothing but a faker
[04:22.42]Beat biter, dope style taker
[04:24.74]Tell you to your face you ain't nothing but a faker