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nursery rhymes
They couldn't see the future, dad
I call it blurry sight
Me? I could see clear but the
Time I had the scene scared
I was way too late

This beat sounds like African royalty
Wooooh
Shout out to Nash, shout out to Reap3r

Zezuru and Igbo, those are my people
I'm legit in Enugu, find it

in session
Word
Yo
They told me can skip a lessons if you're missing my lines
I'm wishing my rhymes will unify the world in time
I'm not Nas, Lupe, nor

my feet
Gonna rock to the rhythm and the beat
Cuz it's so long since I had you by my side
And really can't take this fighting anymore
Jamaica Jamaica

Back in the days when I was a whippersnapper
I never had thoughts and aspirations to become a rapper
As a kid, I wasn't always the dapper one
Before

the principle, i ride devine rights, you hear my mouth, lights out
darkness what you call it, no after midnight rap, players out in vegas, don't to me no favors

bredrens had to make a statement
We left your favorite rappers all tied up in the basement
I was in amazement surrounded by the talent
Every track I hopped

dress
Thought I was a con man, karma had me confess
All black, well read... We couldn't fall in love so instead we fell in bed
We couldn't fall in love,

In my zone
When the instrumental be like 19 hunnids
That shit get me running
Na na na na na na na
Yeah I think i got it, yeah
Dammit Louis is lit

to perfect
And every question in the class, yeah, I had it correct

Lessons, life is a quest
And the weight of the world is in my palms
But I'm still bench

trip through my scenic path
If I really spit, the kids would hate english class
Do the math, my science will blow up your lab
Slow up your staff, I laugh

we waiting for the sun
Had one from Toxic now my day is done
Getting ready for another Dayton day of fun
Started in the side yard with IPAs
Then I

Lyte as a Rock

MC Lyte

Lyte as a Rock

1988

shoulders
Never shall I be an MC, called a wannabe
I am the Lyte, L-Y-T-E
This is the way it is, don't ever forget
Hear the rhyme by someone else and you

(Ugh) This is that drive slow thumper
Music so hot they want to ride your bumper
So they can listen in, cause I be spitting gems
Neighbors ain't mad

Word...Life [Remix]

O.C.

Word...Life [Bonus Tracks]

1994

'm destroyin' all things to go through my path
It doesn't matter the sex type
O to see now, niggaz gettin' done by the ? in freestyle
Rhythms are constantly

were child I told you child
I'm in this town and I'm a wild child
I'mma ride child
Throw you 1600 rhymes child
It's not a mystery, it's just my destiny

of a saint
I made my peace with Father Time
Rhyme slow
As I breath in some more
The next boys trash is another Mans gold
Dived n dash? Passed another lost Soul

nothing there and that’s confusing
Coz if you really loved me then you’d show it
And darling when it comes to writing music I’m a poet
Got the game up in my

school they called me "Quiet Boy"
I mean I had a lot to say
But I was trapped in my scars
Stuck in a silent war
No time for whores, my goal's planetary
My

of sand
Discipline holds with the knowledge of the soul
In war it's blindness till the end of my foe
If I cross the threshold, there's no need for

eternity bounded by 3 lines

I feel like I'm breezy I think that I run it
I want my left wrist to be cold as a summit
Infinite point in the state of my being

We didn't do 
This cause we had to
We did this cause we wanted to
Yo Wave your hands in the air if ya came to 
Party
Now bounce for me
Where

hand in hand with the jam
But you knew this
My shit tight like a bike chain
Yours loose like a tooth is
I'm clueless to your ruthlessness
If it isn't

in pieces
As I lay awake at night
Writing rhymes to the rhythm of my heart beating
But the clock keeps ticking man
The metronome won't stop
And my