Kick this one here for me and my DJ      You can cha-cha-cha to this Mardis Gras   I'm the dopiest female that you've heard thus far   And I do get better, the voice gets wetter   Nobody gets hurt as long as you let her      Do my thing with an '89 swing   The dopeness I write, I guarantee delight   To the hip-hop maniac, the uptown brainiac   In full effect, MC Lyte is back      And better than before as if that was possible   My competition, you'll find them in the hospital   Visiting time, I think it's on a Sunday   But notice they only get one day to shine      The rest of the week is mine   And I'll blind you with the science that the others have yet to find   So come along and I'll lead you the right way   Just clap your hands to the words I say, come on      Kick this one here for me and my DJ      I've got the power to spread out and devour   At the same time I'll eat you up with a rhyme   But I'll let you slide, 'cuz you accidently hopped on the wrong side   Now come on, that's suicide      Hypothetically speaking   Okay, let's say you didn't know what you were doing   You're new in town, and you're looking around   For another name to ruin, and it's me that you're pursuing?      Well, well, well, I'll be damned   I might as well tell you who I am   I am the capital L Y T E   And it's shocking I'm the one you're mocking      Oh yes, I've been watching, you watching me   And like the fat on your back it's plain to see   That you're a wannabe, but you can't be what you're not   So you better start living with what you got      Kick this one here for me and my DJ      Yeah, DJ K-Rock when you hear a scratch   Now it's time to kick a rhyme out the batch   And you're the receiver eager as a beaver   Time to convert the non-believer      That I'm a roadrunner leaving you in the dust   I can adjust to the times and at times I might just get quicker   Than the ticker of your pacemaker   More tender than a roni but harder than a jawbreaker      So don't ever second guess me   And if you're wondering who could the best be   Think a second and recollect the worst whipping   You ever had yet and I'll bet that I did it      My fingerprints are still on you   How many times I gotta warn you   About the light? It'll blind your sight   But the rhythm will still guide you through the night      Kick this tip, kick this tip   Kick this one here for me and my DJ