Don’t cry big girls
[ VERSE 1 ]
This is Lyte, and I’m just here to say
That I choose to express my feelings this way
Always alone, either with a microphone
Or just plainly emphasize the tone
Of my voice, cause yo, I know I’m your choice
So when I am speaking, show your gratitude
While I am teaching, I have no attitude
I’m just here to get the job totally done
85% work, 15% fun
Sometimes I admit, I get so excited
Rhyme for rhyme, I just can’t fight it
Can’t stop the flow, it’s just too persistant

(Big girls don’t cry) (2x)

[ VERSE 2 ]
Can’t stop the flow, it’s just too persistant
The level is extremely low on my resistance
By you or any other I’ll never be beaten at a
Rap meeting, in other words a battle
Cause y’all, I’m like a farmer, and y’all’s the cattle
Be a big girl about it, don’t you start cryin
That’ll mean I made you weep without even tryin
Lyte takes it like a big girl, I’m no jive girl
Comin direct, tellin you that I’m a live girl
‘I’m positive’, you’ve heard this expression before
So next time you see Lyte shine through the door
Don’t talk behind my back, confront me like a big girl

(Big girls don’t cry) (2x)

[ VERSE 3 ]
Don’t talk behind my back, confront me like a big girl
So I can take you to all slimmies of the world
Big girls, we don’t fight over men
Although there’s one worth fighting for every now and then
But then I think again, it’s not worth my while
And it’s also not a big girl style
And I know you’re thinkin: ‘Wait, Lyte is slim and short?’
While being brought up I was also taught
Take it like it comes and proceed with the flow
Lyte is the biggest of the big girls, and now you know

(Big girls don’t cry) (2x)

This is dedicated to Milk Dee from the Audio 2
To Gizmo from the Audio 2
The whole Alliance crew
You know what I’m sayin?
And to all the big girls
Also the small girls
You got time to grow up to be big girls

(Big girls don’t cry)

Hard copy
Step 1 to the 2 (4x)

Yeah
Rrrah

[ VERSE 1: MC Lyte ]
I’m a big shot, hot shot, gimme one shot, I wreck shop
In and out the boon docks I got the street smarts
I’m on the air like Jordan
You’ll never die of boredom
You’ll only hear my floor them
I’m on them, I’m in there, so prepare to live it up
I’m on the type of… that makes a… wanna give it up
So what’s up with the logics?
It’s the L to the E, and you hear me in the projects
And I didn’t get hard yet, so dodge it
Watch me enlarge it, I’ma roadhog it
So you think you can get with me?
(It’s the L to the E) Why don’t you step to me?
(It’s the L to the E) Why don’t you step to me?
(It’s the L to the E) Why don’t you step to me?
(It’s the L to the e) Why don’t you step to me?

[ VERSE 2: Lin Que ]
I’m a big shot, hot shot, gimme one shot, I wreck shop
Pad locks, nine glocks, still I got the street smarts
Yeah, I’m on the air like Jordan
You’ll never die of boredom
You’ll only hear my floor them
Cause I’m on them, I’m in there, so prepare to live it up
I’m on the type of shit that make a bitch wanna give it up
So what’s up with the logics?
It’s the L to the Q, yo, I think you better dog that
And I didn’t get hard yet, so dodge it
Watch me enlarge it, I’ma roadhog it
And you think you can get with me?
(Yo, it’s the L to the Q) So come and step to me
(It’s the L to the Q) So come and step to me
(It’s the L to the Q) So come and step to me
(It’s the L to the Q) So come and step to me

[ VERSE 3: Kink E-Z ]
I’m a big shot, I’m a hot shot, give me one shot, I wreck shop
So you wanna hang with dreadlocks? Yes, I got the street smarts
Ugh, through the air like Jordan
You’ll never die of boredom
You’ll only hear my floor them
Cause I’m on them, and in there, so prepare to give it up
I’m on the type of shit that make a bitch wanna give it up
So what’s up with the logics?
It’s the Kink E-Z, and you see me in the projects
And I didn’t even get hard yet, so dodge it
Watch me enlarge it, I’ma roadhog it
So you think you wanna fuck with me?
(It’s the Kink to the E) Don’t step to me
(It’s the Kink to the E) Don’t step to me
(It’s the Kink to the E) Don’t step to me
(It’s the Kink to the E) Don’t step to me

Duke Da Moon

Hard Copy
Hard Copy
Hard Copy
It’s a Hard Copy

It’s all yours
Our love is old-school like Mary Jane’s
Bostin big beans and candy cane’s
Exchange you look on a number two train
Run catch kiss sunshine or rain
Jackson 5, good times with Jefferson’s
Yeah Baby, you know I liked it better when
You lived closer, but then you moved
But that couldn’t stop our groove
My magic-man, my Brooklyn-boy, I wonder
I rub your shoulders and impress that you was under
Late night rides out to sunrise
Catch a flick or two and went back to bedside
You in the bubble goose me in the sheep skin
Cold as hell back then it wasn’t mattering
Long as we’re hand in hand your my man I’m your girl
Ready to conquer the world

*Chorus* (Gina Thompson)

This is for all the years you’ve been
My companion as well as my best friend
So tonight Baby I’m giving you what you want
It’s all yours

Our love is like a Romeo and Juliet flick
So surreal but yet picturous
There were problems I can admit
But we handled it and still the candles lit
So glad that we didn’t just jet
Cause now we the benefits
Who would have thought
The cute little boy from down the street

Would fall in love with me
It’s like a number one dream come true
To have somebody you love love you
And that’s all that matters
Is that we grow together make sure we never
You’re the reason I live
Because I want you to get all that I got to give
Long as we’re hand in hand your my man I’m your girl
Ready to conquer the world

*Chorus*

Our love is mystical like galaxies you can’t touch
Around the world and back again I love you that much
Our love is destiny like Bonnie and Clyde
We’ll die bolded side by side
Throughout the day I remain truthful
I keep it tight for you sexy and useful
I told my mom when our days are through
If you have to go first bury me next to you
What I feel is unexplainable, ‘I love you’
Just ain’t enough to say to you
You’ve been there from the beginning to the end
My companion as well as my best friend
You got my heart now, here’s my life
Yes I’m ready to be your wife
From here one know that your the one

Everything you want it has to be done

*Chorus*

When in love
When in Love (3X)

When in love you might cuss and fuss and fight
But at the end of the night, everything is alright
Drips of tears turn into drops of sweat
It’ll only get as wet as I let it baby
I love hard, I’ve done some effed up things
from kicking them in the nuts, to throwin away his ring
So if you love me, love me and stay with me
But you can walk if your plan is to play me
I’m not embarassed, nor am I ashamed
To say once in the past, I’ve been gamed
But that was then, and this is now
And there’s no way damn it, there’s no how
Although you gotta go through the good and the bad
Pray to the one up above it’s not a fad
You’ll do some crazy things when in love
Those in love know what I’m speakin of

When in Lo-o-o-ve
(x2)

When in love you do things that are strange
Look back and say, “I must have been deranged!”
I’m talkin like pickin your lover’s nose
cooking his food and washing his clothes
And if you thought that was goin too far
What about givin him the keys to your car?
You could be partyin and havin a ball
but you stop and check your messages to see if he called
How about sittin in the house all night
waitin for the phone to ring — that ain’t right!
But you do it anyway cause you love him to death
And if he was dyin, you’d give your last breath
You gotta go through the good and the bad
Pray to the one up above it’s not a fad
You’ll do some crazy things when in love
Those in love know what I’m speakin of

When in Lo-o-o-ve (2X)

When in love you go out your way to please him
Wait outside his job, hope that you see him
And guys buy girls some serious things
like two-seater cars and diamond rings
I know what happens, she got you strung
Guess it doesn’t matter long as you’re having fun
Love’ll make you do some crazy things
Meet a married man and then have a fling
Like Babyface said, “Love makes things happen”
It’s most important, to hear what I’m rappin
Someone in love better take your time
Cause love sometimes make one commit crimes
Although you gotta go through the good and the bad
Pray to the one up above it’s not a fad
You’ll do some crazy things when in love
Those in love know what I’m speakin of

When in Lo-o-o-ve (6X)

Beyond the hype
I, am, back on the scene
I’m takin it to the extremes
New blend, I’ve been schemin
Raw type stuff I know you’ve been fiendin
Waitin for, such a long time
for MC Lyte to drop another dope rhyme
Well I deliver as quick as you call my name
I’m beyond the hype, beyond the fame
So now, I prove to you
That I can shake you groove you and move you too
I am, too much to bear
to touch and then share
Once you’ve had one taste one touch one bite
All you want is M-C Lyte!
And I deliver as quick as you call my name
I’m beyond the hype, beyond the fame

Chorus:

We’ve got to try to move beyond
I’m comin
We’ve got to try to break on through
To the extreme
We’ve got to try to move beyond
Beyond the hype
We’ve got to try to break on through!

Can’t, you, see, I’m beyond the hype
And all that type of jazz and pizazz
I’m, into, reality
Forget the fantasy, this is me
Beyond the hype, so don’t believe
what you read, cause they’ll deceive
So now I come to you
telling no lies, the truth is in my eyes
Unlike the broadcasters on the news
who try to tell you, the donts and the do’s
The media blows things out of proportion
The public’s eye, proceed with caution
It’s a dog eat dog world
but we’ll be alright
All we gots to do is stick together
and move beyond the hype

Chorus 2X (w/ variations)

You, must, trust when I say I’m here to stay
and believe I’ll never leave
Haste, makes, waste
The track is all that, so pick up the pace
Forget the rumors, gossip, shit-talk
Besides that’s old news, and that can walk
I’m beyond that, you are also
Release the negative vibe and let it go
So now, I come to you
Bearing gifts that certainly uplift
From coast to coast, Midwest I’m the most
but still, not on a high post
I’m comin, just call my name
Beyond the hype, beyond the fame
Down to Earth, I’m just that type
to take you and move beyond the hype

Chorus 2X (w/ variations)

I’m comin (3X)
To the extreme
Beyond the hype
Beyond the hype…

Eyes are the soul
He knows he’s leaving, not much time left
Holding on to his very last breath
I saw him last week, nervous and uptight
Losing sleep, stays up all night
Wishin he woulda used his mind and not rushed
to push in the bush but took his time
to get to know the girl he slapped skins with
shared needles with
Wish he could go back, change the direction
But now he’s got the infection
I spoke to him, gave him inspired words
I’m sure he’s heard
live by the sword, die by the sword
What’s left, pray to the oh Lord
You can deny but the truth will unfold
because the eyes are the soul

Eyes are the soul..
Eyes are the soul..

I look into his eyes, but he’s so high
from the crack, he thinks that he can fly
He has problems he doesn’t like solving
Takes one hit, and thinks the world stops revolving
19, his eyes full of tears
He hasn’t smiled at least for a year
His mom is gone cause he was high one night
while they killed her, because of the crack pipe
He’s wanted by the law
because he’s robbed at least three grocery stores
He’s lost, all control
Take a look, eyes are the soul

Eyes are the soul..
Eyes are the soul..
Eyes are the soul..

I look into her eyes, she’s so young
but I know, where she’s comin from
I’ve watched her grow, little girl down the street
White shirts and skirts with pleats
She cried, fear in her voice
Not knowing, she had a choice
Oh so sad, oh so lonely
If she knew that she’s not the only
one in school that didn’t use the caution
Facin, raisin a baby or abortion
Her mother said she had to leave
Who wants to be where a baby is not received
No ultimatum, she’s goin to the G.Y.N.
to put it to an end
She’s learned a lesson I suppose
I can tell, eyes are the soul

Eyes are the soul..
Eyes are the soul..
Eyes are the soul..

Survival of the fittest (remix)
[ Gizmo ]
Yo King, man, who we working with today?
[ King Of Chill ]
Ah – Lyte
[ Gizmo ]
Bud Light?
[ King Of Chill ]
Nah Giz, MC Lyte
[ Gizmo ]
Yo Milk
[ both ]
Kick it

(Survival of the fittest overcomes the weak meek)

[ VERSE 1: MC Lyte ]
Never does one know the force that is in them
Till some puss jumps up and offends them
Then I have to subtract, minus and eliminate
Those that try to front and try to perpetrate
Like they know me well when they don’t know me at all
Sayin ‘hi’, ‘how you’re doin’ and ‘I’ll give you a call’
Then, to top it off, sayin they’ll visit
When they don’t know the zip code, much less the digits
Like Shelly says, sometimes you have to get kuffed
Like MC Lyte says, yo, you’re gonna get buffed
Each and every time you try to play me
I’m not the egg to be cracked, the digem to be smacked
So when I see you, you better be fully strapped
At all times, cause it only takes Lyte one time, and one time only
I’m the microphone controller, MC sucker folder
Lyte’ll take you places you never would’ve seen
If it was dark – you know what I mean?
So show appreciation, gratitude, it is necessary
Cause when I hear weak rhymes, I am quick to bury
Those who try to know me before they meet me
You can’t grow on me, so don’t greet me
I’m sick of the prentendin and all the make-believe
Pronto, move back, give me space to breathe
I’m not a push-over, so don’t push up on me
I’m not a sidewalk, so don’t try to walk on me
I seen people taken advantage of
In situations like money, trust and love
I have no time for petty things that are trivial
Like who’ll dance with me if I can’t dance
I’m not a dancer, that’s what Leg 1 and 2 are for
I master the rhyme, that’s what I get paid for
They say two extras, yo, it’s all in the rhyme
And if you look hard, you can see I work overtime
This is a warning, a due day is dawning
I thought I ought to tell you, so you can start mourning
So put your black on and your best black shoes
And keep your ears open, cause this is today’s news
Extra, extra, read all about it
(It’s about MC Lyte!) the boy shouted
First time in history you thought to buy a paper
Cause I was on the inside picture on the cover
Oopsy daisy, I should be more modest
But hey, what can I say, I was brought up to be honest
Like a Rican rides a Caddy I’m with this beat, chief
The only time they complain is when it’s too brief
But other than that they long for me to go on
On my birth certificate it states: ’star is born’
Sample up the sound if you will
Raps by Lyte, production King Of Chill
So watch the solar system, never stop lookin
Cause up and on the rise is the planet Brooklyn
You can compare me to crackers and cheese
But don’t compare me to a sucker MC
See, cause crackers and cheese, yo, that shit is good
But sucker MC’s ain’t as good as they should
Be, see, they lack, so Lyte must tax
Not much, just enough to see if they can move it
Show and prove to see that they can get into it
Try your best, a useful strategy
And after practice, if you’re still raggedy
Then and only then can you be called a sucker MC
Sucker
I hate long good-bye’s, so I’ll just say farewell
Any last comments, Lyte fans do tell
I got you locked on, so now I’m gonna free ya
Okay, here we go, stop, see ya

(See ya) (see ya) (see ya)…

Woo woo
Uh, yeah
Uh, yeah

Verse 1:MC Lyte
Naughty but you like and nasty but you want it
I’m the chick that never front it
Picture that
Me wearin a pager
So you can be down my back
It ain’t happin jack
Am I too fine?
If so I can leave
Have somewhere to go
You better believe
I keep a tight schedule
Not many if less
Still on a quest
Not knowin I’m da best
Causin a mess wherever I go
They still want me thereI’m the star of the show
Your ride is sweet
My ride is much sweeter
Come take a ride with this senorita
Theres more to me that the eye can see
But I’m twice as much as you’d thought I’d be
When I hit da scene
All better be where cause da party don’t jump till I get there

Chorus ( Nicci Gilbert )

Come on
We’re doin it everyday
All night is how we like to play
Feel the rhythm do what you want to do
Kick back we’re doin it at the woooooo

Verse 2: MC Lyte

You took to long to ask
Now I don’t know
If you can hang wit my flow
Keep it on da g-lowI start da fire
Watch it go down
When it’s time to put the flame
I’d a put your chew down
When you roo-boo
So nasty you sickWanna know my chicks
Study, hear me like a flick
I’m the girl your mama warned you about at night
Ask Ronnie, Bobby, Ricky and Mike
I’m that candy girl
I got da suga for your sweet tooth
Comin in your crib in my birthday suit
I’m that, bad habit you just can’t shake
What I want I take
Some a y’all could relate
Got the yop ya
To get ya stuck like glue
It ain’t over to we all come through
When I hit the scene
All better be where cause da party don’t jump til I get there

Chorus x 2

Verse 3: MC Lyte

So you wanna be da tiger roaming through my woods huh
Babe boy you gotta bring da goods
Not just any penny
Can get in my piggy
Bently or empty you just can’t tip me
Like that, just what you like
All up in your ear but I’m not like Mike
Red Hot
Be the brown chili peppa
Y’all know my words
Let’s sing it together
Light to infinite
Like Dusk Til Dawn
When I hit da scene
All better beware cause da party don’t ump da jump til I get there

Chorus repeat til fades

A king and Queen creation
Let’s start the show off, sisters ago look alive
The Queen Latifah, the King of 45
Bringing a mixture of pure flavor
I make beats, she rock rhymes, so I gave a
A sample sound, the she added a compound
Word, this is for those who haven’t heard
A King and Queen combine minds and trample
Thos who oppose us, here’s an example

It’s time to run, the King and Queen is on the set
The competition is petty and ready to step
To the first one, go ahead, rehearse one
I hope you don’t know you sound like the worst one
Rhymes are smoking, concentration can’t be broken
Queen Latifah’s outspoken
Use your imagination, picture this
Any male or female rapper trying to diss
Here for excitement and enticement
With my competitors killed I go build with my enlightenment
Teach the youth, feed the needy
Confident decendent of Queen Nefertiti
The mother of civilization will rise
Like the cream and still build the strong foundation
Secondary but necessary to reproduce
Acknowledge the fact that I’m black and I don’t lack
Queen Latifah is giving you a piece of my mind
A rhyme spoken by a feminine teacher
Rhymes I do employ, no time for slimy toys
I’m steady and stable and the label is Tommy Boy
Backed by The Unit, produced by The King
Perfection pressed with the style that we bring
For the hip-hop patients, this is a King and Queen creation

Technician, musical musician
I’m stating the facts, strictly non-fiction
In hip-hop, you wonder who’s in trouble most
Creativity, you get a double dose
How can you stop me? No, I put you to a test
The rhymes are Romeo (The beat’s a Juliet)
With topic blend, this makes me a hard one
Persevere, I’m here, gets taught one
Strength producer, I send you an ultimatum
Hardcore worldwide is how I take ‘em
I rock, never hyperventilate
Others get tired, could use a commercial break
45 King, DJ Mark’s my alias
It takes a ton of MC’s to prevail against me
Just listen, I’m unstoppable
You want a mission? This one’s impossible
Beats rock all night with no curfew
My talent’s advanced, you haven’t a clue
How I do it, the smoothest loopest spare it
If the style fits, I wear it
Many attempts were made, none was recognized
45 King said sample soundified
I’m going to Wonderland to check, find out who’s next
You pretty good, but not quite a legend yet
Studio mixer, I got the formula
And said the man from self, I’m warning you
It’s my domain, just ask my chauffer
My ride’s equipped everything from a pool to a sofa
On top, it’s a usual act
Can’t wait to get down to 45 Studios
I’m into rap, but no urge to sing
I’m DJ Mark, 45, 45 King of Swing

Elements i’m among
Booty rappers posin´ as gunclappers get bitch smacked…
need to switch
to bein´
actors image is all ya after ho galacta in the lip the clappers and
the clips will
flip a flow like divine be turnin´ tricks. Ima take mine wactha like
when the beat
come soft I leave darkness where there used to be your front teeth. I´m
heartless
when it comes to havin´ the back of my partners yeah we artists but
testin´ us ain´t
the smartest. You can huff, puff, but blow me down I doubt it kid, or
get yo´ ass
whooped behind what ya mouth did. You need more “Hail Mary´s” than a
catholic,
yo ass aint slick I´ll mess your shit quick. I got connects, I get stuck
like glue stand
to the F you I had to make it so your parents forget you. Cause if I let
you get
over and then I pass you, think you can do it on a reg so Ima wreck you. CHORUS
Elements that I´m among, these none. Fools be gettin´ done, but over
dumb
reasons. Yall didnt Know. Elements that I´m among, these none. Betta
check it out
before you become one. Elements that I´m among, these none. Fools be
gettin´
done, but over dumb reasons. Yall didnt Know. Elements that I´m among,
these
none. Betta check it out before you become one.

Now you said no tricks in ´86 it´s time to build, now we gone be pushin´
´96 and
niggas still gotta kill. Tryin to keep it real… but is it really real?
If you could fly
is it? Get between my legs, you fuckin kid you´d be the man but hold ya
head.
Because if a fifth was a fifth we all be drunk… nigga dont, put no
yayo in my
blunt. I just, wanna bring the funk like a puma.. yo wannabe niggas is
fired or be
the ill reputed. You throw shade, I throw it too, more than you can
chew… I get
back at you, lyrically hack at you. I keep the facts here, I keep it
real hell yeah, I
keep the facts there, dont make me hate you like a papsmear, thats
where, I get
ticked, matter fact in the ´96 I´m also pistol grip pump on my lap at
all times shit.
Niggas be on some black on black crime shit. And I can´t let it slide
cause I´m
terrified that I might be the next homocide, the pound is on my side.

CHORUS
Elements that I´m among, these none. Fools be gettin´ done, but over
dumb
reasons. Yall didnt Know. Elements that I´m among, these none. Betta
check it out
before you become one. Elements that I´m among, these none. Fools be
gettin´
done, but over dumb reasons. Yall didnt Know. Elements that I´m among,
these
none. Betta check it out before you become one.

Niggas be all in my face like government be in my check, every time I
pick up the
mic and begin to wreck. But right now my job is more important than a
nigga,
I´m in to peace, its so tricky this ain´t the way I figured. An evident
I wasn´t
raised that way, we kicks a grip to stay that way, and I´m tryin´ to
stay “forever
free,” like AZ… baskin´ in the riches of this hip hop M U S I C.
´Cause when the
east is in the house, “Oh My God!” Is right. I know girls that´s givin´
niggas fair
fights, so you damn right. Ima stick up for mine, like a queen at a bee,
and Ima
get my own rythm wihtout a “G”. Hey, if ya kiddie come come, well ya
need to
run run, like a bee yall get stomped, by my diggy dumps dumps, all
because of ya
tounge. And I´ll be lampin´ in the sun when the day is done.

CHORUS