Luyện nghe bài hát Slave 2 The Rhythm

Why is it that your watch tickin, but you still keep clockin?
And no matter how you jinx, I keep rockin
Listen, hoe, cause I'm the one
And if you're for a fight, you found the right one
(They me lyte)
(And I'm a to the rhythm)
(Funky fresh, to impress, ready to party)

I'm not a procrastinator, or a
But when it comes to rhymes on the mic, I'm the creator
I never for trouble, but somehow it finds me
But yo, I just it, and leave it all behind me
The l-y-t-e, outspoken
And when I rock a rhyme, I leave you chokin
I'm mc lyte, live and direct
I never lose a battle, cause I come correct
In any I win, again and again
You see lyte is at the top till the end
And even though I may be short, believe, I take none
Try luck and we'll see who will get done
I mean immediately, like fast
Don't turn back, cause this mic'll be in your ass
And take what I say too lightly
I beat you, defeat you so
Sneak up and hit you like a tornado
in the rap field lyte's the fuckin a/k/a doe
The l, the y to the e
Shit, give me and I'll slay an mc
it's in a crowd, or on the sneak tip
I wax you and posse watch you trip and flip
As you drop the mic, cause you have the gift
To rip a style, or slow
(Why, lyte? ) too busy hoein it, sniffin up

get mad, it's just a talent I was given
What I'm sayin, I'm a slave to the

Bein that I'm dissin, I was
You was at my show, yo, you was on a
(Yo, what you tellin me, ) she was ass-kissin
No show, you hoe, no work, you
(Cool, lyte, I think her are hurt)
Alright, I'll chill and I'll come to my
But next you diss, think of the consequences
Yo, I am no joke, I'm sharp barbwire
Try to touch me, yo, bound to catch a fire
I never my cool, but if I do, yo, you're lost
I be forced to and prove exactly who's the boss
Who the income and then some
I don't you for the money, I diss you for the fun

Don't get mad, it's just a talent I was
I'm sayin, I'm a slave to the rhythm

It took a album for you to try and diss me
And ha-ha-ha, bitch, you still missed me
But yo, I'm off the dissin tip, cause that takes no
I'm into other things that bring me
So I rap about things, or issues that are serious
Sometimes I rap a topic leave my people curious
And times I diss to put one in their place
If I diss you on wax, then I will diss you to your
Some say I'm foul, and don't like the way I'm livin
But yo, ask me if I
I'm a slave, I'm just a slave, I'm just a slave
To the goddamn

(They me lyte)
(And I'm a to the rhythm)
(Funky fresh, to impress, ready to party)
'Gangstress', don't make me

And your eyes on this
And keep eyes on this
(They me lyte)
(And I'm a to the rhythm)
(Funky fresh, to impress, ready to party)