Song | Throwin' Words at U |
Artist | MC Lyte |
Album | Eyes on This |
作词 : Gizmo, MC Lyte, Milk | |
Yo Milk, that's super duper | |
I think I need a soundcheck | |
Hit me with a sample | |
Yeah, now what about that dope stuff? | |
Alright, now give me a 808 | |
Now let the beat roll.. [ VERSE 1 ] | |
Any competition, checkers or chess | |
Whatever the game, | |
Lyte'll never fess | |
But did you say rappin? | |
Cause I'm with it | |
I hold the title, you might as well forget it | |
You can put me to the test, | |
I'll prove | |
I am the best | |
You'll be the last coockoo to fly over the nest | |
Try to dis this? | |
Nah.. You'll be the only scarface in the place | |
Cause I'll rip out your eyes, cut your tongue off | |
You can't talk no more and let the bullshit walk | |
In this lifetime you're no | |
MC You're just labelled in bold black ink as a wanna-be | |
Now that I pulled your card and | |
I read you | |
I should punish those that misled you | |
Into thinkin that you was just too good | |
I beat your ass in your own neighborhood | |
I have yet to threaten you with sticks and stones | |
That'll hurt your bones [ CHORUS ] | |
I'm just throwin words at you (Wick-wick-wack) --> | |
KRS-One (Worrrd) | |
Can you catch em, the words | |
I'm throwin at you? (Wick-wick-wack) (Worrrd) | |
Look, I'm just throwin words at you (Wick-wick-wack) --> | |
KRS-One (Worrrd) | |
Can you catch em, the words | |
I'm throwin at you? (Wick-wick-wack) (Worrrd) [ VERSE 2 ] | |
I step in a jam, they know who | |
I am All I do is smile and the crowds go wild | |
MC Lyte's on top of the pile | |
Waitin to put a sucker in her place | |
Won't hesitate to dis a bitch to her face | |
Cause you're a half-assed | |
MC, a part-time hooker | |
When talent was given out, they overlooked ya | |
I rock ya blindfolded, better yet with no mic | |
Hype it acappella, make your deejay go on strike | |
This kinda comp | |
I know you're not ready for | |
You're just a amateur dying to explore | |
Territory that is soon to be conquered by | |
Lyte Tonight, alright, alright, alright, alright.. [ CHORUS ] [ VERSE 3 ] | |
I think you better leave now, your mommy is callin you | |
Rap is like a pit and your whole crew is fallin through | |
But once I'm gone there ain't no catchin me | |
I'm talkin bon voyage, | |
I mean you're history | |
I'm takin my fans to a new land | |
If anyone can do it, | |
Lyte Thee | |
MC can Because | |
I'm hypin my rhyme to a new hype | |
So get equipped and prepare yourself for the flight | |
Cause yo, you're about to enter a new dimension | |
Sit back and listen, | |
Lyte is on a mission | |
I'm takin out those who attempt to oppose me | |
And even those that try to get close to me [ CHORUS ] |
zuò cí : Gizmo, MC Lyte, Milk | |
Yo Milk, that' s super duper | |
I think I need a soundcheck | |
Hit me with a sample | |
Yeah, now what about that dope stuff? | |
Alright, now give me a 808 | |
Now let the beat roll.. VERSE 1 | |
Any competition, checkers or chess | |
Whatever the game, | |
Lyte' ll never fess | |
But did you say rappin? | |
Cause I' m with it | |
I hold the title, you might as well forget it | |
You can put me to the test, | |
I' ll prove | |
I am the best | |
You' ll be the last coockoo to fly over the nest | |
Try to dis this? | |
Nah.. You' ll be the only scarface in the place | |
Cause I' ll rip out your eyes, cut your tongue off | |
You can' t talk no more and let the bullshit walk | |
In this lifetime you' re no | |
MC You' re just labelled in bold black ink as a wannabe | |
Now that I pulled your card and | |
I read you | |
I should punish those that misled you | |
Into thinkin that you was just too good | |
I beat your ass in your own neighborhood | |
I have yet to threaten you with sticks and stones | |
That' ll hurt your bones CHORUS | |
I' m just throwin words at you Wickwickwack | |
KRSOne Worrrd | |
Can you catch em, the words | |
I' m throwin at you? Wickwickwack Worrrd | |
Look, I' m just throwin words at you Wickwickwack | |
KRSOne Worrrd | |
Can you catch em, the words | |
I' m throwin at you? Wickwickwack Worrrd VERSE 2 | |
I step in a jam, they know who | |
I am All I do is smile and the crowds go wild | |
MC Lyte' s on top of the pile | |
Waitin to put a sucker in her place | |
Won' t hesitate to dis a bitch to her face | |
Cause you' re a halfassed | |
MC, a parttime hooker | |
When talent was given out, they overlooked ya | |
I rock ya blindfolded, better yet with no mic | |
Hype it acappella, make your deejay go on strike | |
This kinda comp | |
I know you' re not ready for | |
You' re just a amateur dying to explore | |
Territory that is soon to be conquered by | |
Lyte Tonight, alright, alright, alright, alright.. CHORUS VERSE 3 | |
I think you better leave now, your mommy is callin you | |
Rap is like a pit and your whole crew is fallin through | |
But once I' m gone there ain' t no catchin me | |
I' m talkin bon voyage, | |
I mean you' re history | |
I' m takin my fans to a new land | |
If anyone can do it, | |
Lyte Thee | |
MC can Because | |
I' m hypin my rhyme to a new hype | |
So get equipped and prepare yourself for the flight | |
Cause yo, you' re about to enter a new dimension | |
Sit back and listen, | |
Lyte is on a mission | |
I' m takin out those who attempt to oppose me | |
And even those that try to get close to me CHORUS |