[Missy]   Hahaha, introducing MC Lyte      [MC Lyte]   I think I need a sound check   Hit me with a sound check   Yea, now what about that dope stuff   Alright now, gimme an 8-0 (8-0, 8-0, 8-0)      [Missy]   Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh    Yo, 1-2   Uh, MC Lyte (yea)   You don抰 know (yea)   Ficky ficky, oh you don抰 know      [MC Lyte - Verse One]   On the regular they guessin?how the Lyte get down   Nevermind that, nigga you better watch your mouth   Keep snoopin?and you bound to hit a brick   Get out the crack of my ass all up in my shiznit   To you nosey Nikki抯 and you Peepin?Tom抯   So, you know I抦 about to drop the Brooklyn Bomb   7 and 7 is 14 , 1 and 4 is 5   But none of that matters if your ass ain抰 alive   You could care less about the records I se;;   You just wanna know I tried but I fell   But even on your best day and on my worst   I抣l still be first, without the need to rehearse      [Missy Elliott singing - CHORUS]   Why you up in my business?   Find somethin?better to do   Why you talkin?about me?   I ain抰 say shit æ…'out you   Forgive me for my attitude    But I got something to say   Yall better not fuck with me    'cause I抦 had a bad day      [MC Lyte - Verse Two]   Yall must really think I抦 the host of the freakshow   Got me taggin?piranhas I don抰 even know   Got me swimmin?in waters, gettin?caught in fishnet   Got me hooked up wit?folks I ain抰 never even met   Now yall so busy tryin?to market this   I guess yo stupid ass forgot who started this   But I抦 about to ransack you make your memory   Come back to you, let all my true niggas jack you   Talkin?bou the Lyte like you gettin?paid for it   Better wish for your own and get out my business   Besides I抦 too quick and pigeons oughta know   By the time you get the info, it was two years ago   Aside from that I抦 too swift to catch   Don抰 pay to chase the joint, you can抰 light the match   And everybody knows I抦 too quick to flip the latch   It ain抰 many that can even say they been attached      [Repeat CHORUS]      [Missy rapping - Verse Three]   I heard a lotta yall runnin?runnin?憆ound   Ain抰 none of yall this supa dupa fly   Supa Dupa as I   Fly, fly across the sky   Cut you like pie   Me and, me and MC Lyte   'cause you wack   Straight from the jump, yea you wack   Better get back   I can抰 I can抰 fuck wit?that   I ain抰 sayin?jack   I抦a just smack you æ…¶ross your face so deep that you抣l never talk back      [Repeat CHORUS]      [Missy talking - Verse Four]   Why you up in my business   Find something better to do   Why you talkin?æ…'out me   I ain抰 said shit about you (uh)   Forgive me for my attitude   But I got something to say   Yall better not fuck with me   'cause I had a bad day   Ficky-ficky check me out   Uh uh, uh (repeats through chorus)