Cold Rock A PartyMc LyteAlbum: Bad As I Wanna BTo the L, to the Y and the T to the ESo get ready cause I want everybody to say this with meRock the house, rock the house, rock the house1-Now I cold rock a party in a b-girl stance I rock on the floor make the fellas wanna dance I be the shit and it's all good and if you understoodWould you stop scheming and trying to look hardI get my bodyguard, You get that booty scarredI'm a veteran which means that I've beenIn the game too long since the days of paper thin wayBack when I've been putting it down Ask your homies who's the baddest bitch on this side ofThe M I C, I go for broke, never giving it less thanThe best lots of years in the game at your requestYou like the rhyme bite if you dareI get the paper so I don't care, fly that's meThe epitomy of what a real MC is supposed to beFucking you up everytime that I drop, fuck a bullet babyI done took your spot I guide the best andI ride it well and if you take a look itAin't hard to tell that I(rpt 1)Back off me and let my skin breathe, Lyte is everlastingit's hard to believe I shall prevail cause I'm next to noneCause I'm claiming no set, Don't plan to get downJust Brooklyn is where I'm from but I'm restingIn Studio City for the fun, if you don't understandJust say you don't (nah!)And don't wait for me to explain cause I won'tYou see it's in my nature to be the best, West to EastSee East to West, ready or not I have arrived and I'm liveShowing an MC how to survive, cause it's crazy how Iget you captured with my tactics, I got many witnessesthat can back this ruffnecks from New York to L.A.Been down with me since Poor GeorgeIt's '96 -- it's all about show and proveAnd I'm about to make the ill type movesI guide the best and ride it wellAnd if you take a look it ain't hard to tell that I(rpt 1)Get out my shit, Please let me be, I don't see whyYou KGB, why you gotta be all up on me like thatTrying to get over like a fat rat, but I understandI'm a woman in the land of hip-hopAnd the shit don't stop, it goes on, on, on, onYou see the shit don't stop till the break of dawnAnd now who makes it liver than a hip-hop, scuba diverChillin with a pina colada, kidada hooked me upWith Tommy now I gotta lot of gear from everywhereThat I'd like to share (yeah right!)But I'd rather do Kani, don't ask why!5001, my son gets shit done all on the catwalkWhat they've ever done for youYou betta get down with your real crewCause I ride the beat and I ride it well and if you takeA look, it ain't hard to tell that I(rpt 1)To the L, to the Y, and the T, to the ERock the house and rock the houseSource: Kirill Grouchnikov
