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MC Lyte

Closer

 

Closer

(альбом: Seven & Seven - 1998)


[Verse 1: MC Lyte]
In the three on the deegan, we be freaking
Bobbing and weaving my peeps sleeping
Steady creeping dipping in the jeeping
Dones be peeping, benjis we be keeping
Cheddar we be spending, niggas ain't cheaping
Hip hopping bobbing with the beat and
I'm not concieted just never been defeated
Test and get that ass beated
The wanna act like I can't flow phatly
When they attack me I got skills to back me
Go ahead now simulate that
How they forget who originated that
Ladies and gentlemen the ruffneck is back
More potent than a foul vile of crack
I keep you open like a BM hatchback
While you keeping my tape draped up in yo' knapsack

[Chorus]
You coming closer and closer, I thought I told you
You know that I will toast you
You're not supposed to come closer and closer
I thought I told you, you know that I will toast you
Don't come closer

[Verse 2: Space Nine]
Yo, I write my own, but-uh who's writing your rhymes
Oh you independent now 'coz you biting my lines
Listen, two flaming bitches hide yo' claiming and sixes
Shines so bright can't see us in pictures
Leaving non believers in ditches
Those who can acchieve won't percieve our existance
They need verbal assistance, check it
All them things you say you got, we now your making it up
To get a man in a club, you steady shaking it up
See they played my song twice 'coz they can't get enough
I'd say put yourself in my shoes but they cost too much
Space Nine busting 16 bars on Lyte's time
We write rhymes, y'all chicks is puppets on mic time
While I, chanel stars through pipe lines
Illuminate the sky day and night make my presence defined
Yo, blue Gucci sale platinum tag taped to my leg
Promise no threat, shine on my neck signing my cheques

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 3: MC Lyte]
You can't afford to be nasty if you ask me
Trying to pass me but can't outlast me
Sweet like like nector coming in your sector
Moving in your direction, taking over your section
Am I bad no question they just a fraction
Trying to get some action from the section
Ain't that something I got your crew jumping and bumping
While you talking nothing
I bring it to you with no hesitation
'Coz the top is where I rest but it's your destination
And I know this so I'm putting you on notice
Don't you come too close to this
I got the gift to forsee the drama like they know me
Pulling up slowly and trying to bring out the ol' me
But I'm brand spank coming for your bank
Not nigga what you think but what you thought, and now you caught
Long as you live and for eternity
You're only bad as Lyte the MC allows you to be
Not easy to sabbotage wiser than the average
You can jack me now and later you can peep my, catalogue
You gotta alphernumeric but you can't read
DKNY frames but you can't see
How I'm blow up like a stick of dynie and burn that hynie baby
C'mon I'm begging try me

[Chorus x2]

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