The Fox that Rox the Box

[ * disses MC Lyte ] Don't stay shocked, cause it ain't surprisin I ain't the sun, but Antoinette's risin And neither am I your daughter I ain't Crystal, but I'm clearer than water Stamp? I ain't mail, so you stamp who? Hogwash, and you're washed like shampoo I give a blow to the Temple like Shirley So see ya.. and bye-bye, birdie Cause once again I gotta bring names down And you be slidin on stage like James Brown And like him you'll turn an addict Now ain't that dramatic, from legend to static? Rush me, and you'll just fumble Don't think you're tough, cause all cookies crumble I ain't even gotta strive to be the one I'm the queen, I'm far from a crumb So save the 'Cha Cha', cause I'm back out The Lyte was dim, but here comes the blackout And I'm hard to find The week was yours, but the year is mine Hm - thought you could take me But even a good cook couldn't bake me So hold on to you and yours, your shoes and socks Cause it's the fox that rocks the box They call me the Tailor of Rap, cause I got it sewn up Sunday's the day, but you shouldn'ta shown up No u-turnin, cause that's your route Rooks check in, but they don't check out And like paint your stay is permanent I'm the Boss and only now you're learnin it? Wash up, here's a wet rag Don't know the time, you must got jet lag Oh, here's the question I've been meanin to ask: 'Eyes on what'? Trash? I'm large and I know you want a piece of this But you gotta come sweeter, sis You ain't found, but you seem lost in Don't let me be the one to reach your fortune Your lights are dim, you don't seem too bright You must be goin left, cause you ain't goin right You ain't in charge, so why should I hail ya? I don't ride the train, so I rather derail ya I feel sorry, tisk-tisk-tisk But that's what happens when you f--k with a cat Like a broken record you might get scratched But if you spring you fall, in other words drop This is the fox that rocks the box I figured you're wiser, but you just got dumber You're down the drain like Liquid Plumber That's your life, so why even risk it? I make bread while you make bisquits (That's dope, Antoinette, we beat that) Nah Dee, they might bite and eat that