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, L-Y-T-E

There are Hip-Hop leaders, this you know
We also have, hip-hoppers that follow
By the tone of my voice, you can tell I am a scholar
I'm also
just a plain stoolie

I am the Lyte as a rock L-Y, L-Y-T-E
I am the Lyte as a rock L-Y, L-Y-T-E

I'm a slave, I'm a slave, I'm a slave to the rhythm
be capping with a big gun
Run up on it if you want it, then you bite the big one, yeah
Uh huh, can you deal with it, D-E-V-I-L

D.E.E.P. you want to go
indeed, 'cause we will {do or d-i-i-i-e}
Right now by any meanz
{Words is bond word is bond}

[Ja Rule]
Ain't nobody touchin da ground dat I walk
'cause we are {livin l-i-i-fe} 
Thug style, Hennesey, Blazin treez,
Gettin g's, indeed, 'cause we will {do or d-i-i-i-e}
Right now by any meanz
{Words
like the S1's, cause my crew carry big guns
to blow up, anybody in the range
And plus I'm bad as Michael Jackson, even though he +Dangerous+
E Double
[Big Boi]
I'm getting D.E.E.P. like a prostitute's vagina
And pimping way mo' hoes than there's peoples out in China
I roll that black Lac with
'all"
Y'knahmsayin? Ain't no future in yo' frontin

Yo, I'm the E, D-O-U-B-L-to the E and
Down with my homey Keith, and the R-E-D and
Niggaz talk shit cause we still be
Yeah, breathe in, breathe out
If ya iced up, pull ya sleeves out
Push a big truck, pull ya keys out
Girls go wild and pull ya d's out
Breathe in,
(Cut it)

L-L-C-O-O-L-J-I-S-H-A-are-D-A-S

(Cut it)

Go, go, go, go, go

[Chorus]

(Cut it)

L-L-C-O-O-L-J-I-S-H-A-R-D-A-S-H-E-L-L
shit, down to blast for cash
Cause from Eazy-E, to D.O.C., to D.P.G
Started from that S.O.B., D.R.E
Like Dub-C I'm rich rollin', pistol holdin'
Pockets
gangsta rap shit, down to blast for cash
Cause from Eazy-E, to D.O.C., to D.P.G
Started from that S.O.B., D.R.E
Like Dub-C I'm rich rollin', pistol
Like I no longer existed, mysteriously missin
Although I'm worldwide, baby I ain't hard to find
Why I spend most of my time on California crime
. and I carried a big knife" 
Every day is a chase, every day is a race 
And every day you're being overpowered by my bass 
Too much juice to be a deuce,
persona
Ask your baby mama, bout Slim and E
She got fucked by them, then got fucked by me
This the big three, G-are-I-N-D
I-N-G, all about the currency,
shit, down to blast for cash
Cause from Eazy-E, to D.O.C., to D.P.G.
Started from that S.O.B., D.R.E.
Like Dub-see I'm rich rollin, pistol holdin
Pockets
and the trunks that bump 
Never been questioned by the F.B.I

Although I've tried every method just to get high 
L.S.D. is what I'm trippin on
And O.E. bitch
and the trunks that bump 
Never been questioned by the F.B.I

Although I've tried every method just to get high 
L.S.D. is what I'm trippin' on
And O.E. bitch
And every projects, all over

To my man, Big Will he's still here *echoes*
The 40 side of Vernon
My man Big L.E.S.
Big Cee-Lo from the Don

Shawn Penn,
Like I no longer existed, mysteriously missin
Although I'm worldwide, baby I ain't hard to find
Why I spend most of my time on California crime
and the trunks that bump 
Never been questioned by the F.B.I

Although I`ve tried every method just to get high 
L.S.D. is what I`m trippin on
And O.E. bitch
through the tint recognized a jack
Two brothers strolled up
Talkin' bout get out
Donald D blazed
Shot one fool through his fuckin' mouth
Why would they step
walls in your motherfuckin' daughter
M-O-S, S-I-E
M-U-G, and K-I-V
Always to' with E-4-0
Hit the air like cubes by a liquor store

Motherfuckers
wanna rock it
So you gotta kick it with the homies
But D-E-L is already hip to your cronies
Me and CM-PX thought about this and never have we seen
New York
that's livin the real fuckin life
And every projects, all over
To my man, Big Will he's still here
The 40 side of Vernon
My man Big L.E