MC Lyte - The Wonder Years lyrics
MC Lyte [Lana Michele Moorer] Queens, New York City, U.S. 🇺🇸
[MC Lyte - The Wonder Years lyrics]
It's supposed to be
It's like the wonder years you
Blink and I appear
From a cloud of smoke I'm like a
Full court press and you choke
When I'm near pull up a chair let me
Explain how I maintain the youthful glow
For you that don't know it's called H2O
So stop asking when I walk by
How I look so young and stay that fly
It's elementary
Kick the liquor when you turn dirty thirty
The rest is a secret so I
Keep it for the worthy
Some of us need to be doing the bid
Spitting lyrics that's worst than
Ritalin for kids
They say "Lyte they ain't ready
For nothin' you did"
So we kick the same stuff
As if we were stupid
Take the same beat and loop
50 times, Why not? that other group did
It's idiotic, average and robotic
I keep it real my mental
Thick like a Harvard clique
I got them singing Bob Marley hit's
(I don't want to wait)
They don't want to wait in vain
But I'm worth all the joy and the pain
Come hard when I hit
Goddamn you know the name Lyte
Lock this down like it's supposed to be
The pioneers wonder years L-Y T-E
Oh yeah she's back the industry need that
So pay attention to her I told
Y'all to listen to her yeah Lyte she's back
The female G-Rap been in the limelight
Baby girl get your mind right
(yeah I'mma do it like this)
Pass on the insight, teach a seed about Lyte
And how I was the first
Female to smash the mic
Yeah nigga, I speak the facts of life
While a whole lot of others
Was crap on the mic
Still showin Mc's what cash look like
From the Jetta to the porsche
To the navi I'm tight
What I got it's hot you can have it to
Praise god, work hard all you have to do
I was born to be the Lyte to
Give the spark in the dark
Spread the truth to the youth
The ghetto joan of ark
It's sad these kids put you at
The head of thier throne
All you give them back is
Raps about your bone
Gettin head in your whip
A studio in your home
But who cares cause you dummies
All sound like clones
It's a mystery to me how you got this far
Can't read
Can't even count the miles on your car
Yeah, You take this easy, slow it up on them
I feel the animosity
Loosen up the grip when I shoot from the lip
I hear it constantly
"Yo Lyte kick that same shit you did in '86"
I can't do that
I'm too evolved too big to stay small
In a world full of problems
Especially the US just can't solve them
My data too robust they can't
Feel where I'm headed how I keep the mind
Spirit and the body all connected
Respected by many and any that want to test
Bring them Timbos and leave home
That pretty mini dress
I'm a viking I'm fighting until
The death of me as god blows breathe in me
I leave the legacy lyte as a Rock!