Ain't no other, this is me and this is it
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Don't got to get the crowbar to get you up off of my shit
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I don't know why though, they try to compare me
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Did not you know that you can't get NEAR me
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So don't fuck up when identifying the voice
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You know from A to Z, I'm a first choice
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The Y to the T, surrounded by the L and the E
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Put it together and you got Lyte the MC
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Deep, deep, deeper than the vein
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of the membrane, squish it, put your ass to sleep
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I got octaves, not to sing but to rap so
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give me dap, perhaps admit, that I'm all that
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The shit that I write huh, surely chart climbers
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Don't try to run, because your mom'll come and find ya
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Getcha, gotcha, getcha gotcha getcha gotcha
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Break ya break ya punk and fuck that ass in two's
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It's like that anna, it's like that anna
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I'm not the funny fat one they call Roseanne-ah
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Like That Anna (Interlude)
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MC Lyte |