Survival of the Fittest (Remix)

[ Gizmo ] Yo King, man, who we working with today? [ King Of Chill ] Ah - Lyte [ Gizmo ] Bud Light? [ King Of Chill ] Nah Giz, MC Lyte [ Gizmo ] Yo Milk [ both ] Kick it (Survival of the fittest overcomes the weak meek) [ VERSE 1: MC Lyte ] Never does one know the force that is in them Till some puss jumps up and offends them Then I have to subtract, minus and eliminate Those that try to front and try to perpetrate Like they know me well when they don't know me at all Sayin 'hi', 'how you're doin' and 'I'll give you a call' Then, to top it off, sayin they'll visit When they don't know the zip code, much less the digits Like Shelly says, sometimes you have to get kuffed Like MC Lyte says, yo, you're gonna get buffed Each and every time you try to play me I'm not the egg to be cracked, the digem to be smacked So when I see you, you better be fully strapped At all times, cause it only takes Lyte one time, and one time only I'm the microphone controller, MC sucker folder Lyte'll take you places you never would've seen If it was dark - you know what I mean? So show appreciation, gratitude, it is necessary Cause when I hear weak rhymes, I am quick to bury Those who try to know me before they meet me You can't grow on me, so don't greet me I'm sick of the prentendin and all the make-believe Pronto, move back, give me space to breathe I'm not a push-over, so don't push up on me I'm not a sidewalk, so don't try to walk on me I seen people taken advantage of In situations like money, trust and love I have no time for petty things that are trivial Like who'll dance with me if I can't dance I'm not a dancer, that's what Leg 1 and 2 are for I master the rhyme, that's what I get paid for They say two extras, yo, it's all in the rhyme And if you look hard, you can see I work overtime This is a warning, a due day is dawning I thought I ought to tell you, so you can start mourning So put your black on and your best black shoes And keep your ears open, cause this is today's news Extra, extra, read all about it (It's about MC Lyte!) the boy shouted First time in history you thought to buy a paper Cause I was on the inside picture on the cover Oopsy daisy, I should be more modest But hey, what can I say, I was brought up to be honest Like a Rican rides a Caddy I'm with this beat, chief The only time they complain is when it's too brief But other than that they long for me to go on On my birth certificate it states: 'star is born' Sample up the sound if you will Raps by Lyte, production King Of Chill So watch the solar system, never stop lookin Cause up and on the rise is the planet Brooklyn You can compare me to crackers and cheese But don't compare me to a sucker MC See, cause crackers and cheese, yo, that shit is good But sucker MC's ain't as good as they should Be, see, they lack, so Lyte must tax Not much, just enough to see if they can move it Show and prove to see that they can get into it Try your best, a useful strategy And after practice, if you're still raggedy Then and only then can you be called a sucker MC Sucker I hate long good-bye's, so I'll just say farewell Any last comments, Lyte fans do tell I got you locked on, so now I'm gonna free ya Okay, here we go, stop, see ya (See ya) (see ya) (see ya)...