Kamikaze (Explicit LP Version)

[ti:Kamikaze (Explicit LP Version)] [ar:MC Lyte] [al:Act Like You Know] [by:季风网-【http://www.ip21.cn】] [offset:0] Kamikaze (Explicit LP Version) - MC Lyte Outside of me you try to picture me Young and black that aint no mystery But inside runs deep like an ocean You couldnt understand if I spoke in slow motion I'm tryin' like hell to get some results But you can bet your ass that it's difficult They try to keep it down because I talk to a beat In other words because I try to teach But if I talk that yang yang shit Like u can't touch this that shitll hit Don't we have any morals anymore Or did rap take the toll out the fuckin' door Well if it did hardcores back to claim it Ima take it change it fuck it rename it I got the plan now let's make it effective You hip hoppers you got to be selective And stop lettin' that bullshit slide for rap Can't you see that it's a brainwash trap I rap a cha cha cha and I sat and watched You liked that shit You rock around the fuckin' clock But when I talk of education you fear that Drugs and such you Don't wanna hear that First I pleased you now I teach you Don't you dare try to bite the hand that'll lead you To the pot of gold over the rainbow Lytell guide you I know the way to go So just close your eyes and just take my hand Remember mc lyte has the master plan We can go thick in a posse You aint said nuttin slick I'm goin' kamikaze Inside of me you try to picture me Can you detect can you see I'm angry Well usually lyte Don't get upset But when I see wack shit gettin' pressed I get vexed Turn on the video what's this mess A disgrace to rap and I'm not impressed So just leave get out my domain You lame sucker you fuckin' no name Takin' up my airtime with that Weak whack full of full of bullshit rhyme So step off roach or get stepped upon Because my rhymes they spray like d con 4 Do you want more Cause I floor any emcee That wanna get's with me So yo pack your bags and skedaddle Just walk cause you Don't wanna battle I got the button that'll get rid of wack emcees It's called the brooklynizer Have you beggin' on your knees So quit takin' up space on the cd rack You better prepare cause lyte gives no slack Inside of me dwells a hundred maniacs Waitin' for the kickoff waitin' for attack Who gives a fuck bring your posse Cause in the 90s lyte is goin' kamikaze Inside there's no flipside Outside there's more than meets the eye So now you know not because you're guessin But because I told you so I never fess Everyone want's to rap what's this a wagon Bring your band and hop and start draggin All you rappers you're fuckin' impersonators Sayin I'll rap now and learn how to rap later No time for that time is too short And the rappin' gift it can not be bought A solo artist hah you can't be Maybe you'll look better with a posse But all that you're talkin' you aint sayin shit So why you where you at I think you oughta quit Posses Don't matter in the 90s Heres a warning lyte is goin' kamikaze