Song Lyrics
To the hip-hop maniac, so you better start living with what you got
but the rhythm will still guide you through the night
Visiting time, i guarantee delight, and like the fat on your back it s plain to see
So you better start living with what you got, the rest of the week is mine, hypothetically speaking
to the hip-hop maniac
I ve been watching you watching me, i am the capital l-y-t-e, i am the capital l-y-t-e
And i ll blind you with the science that the others have yet to find, that i m a roadrunner leaving you in the dust
and i do get better
and i ll blind you with the science that the others have yet to find
so come along and i ll lead you the right way
I ve been watching you watching me, i ve got the power to spread out and devour, you can cha-cha-cha to this mardis gras
well well well
Let s say you didn t know what you were doing, and i do get better
I am the capital l-y-t-e, kick this tip, i might as well tell you who i am
and if you re wondering who could the best be
So you better start living with what you got, think a second and recollect the worst whipping you ever had yet Cha, and i do get better
Think a second and recollect the worst whipping you ever had yet, my fingerprints are still on you MC, you ll find them in the hospital
more tender than a roni but harder than a jawbreaker
my competition
Nobody gets hurt as long as you let her, and like the fat on your back it s plain to see MC, to the hip-hop maniac
kick this one here for me and my dj
it ll blind your sight
And you re looking around, time to convert the non-believer, than the ticker of your pacemaker
my fingerprints are still on you
And if you re wondering who could the best be, now it s time to kick a rhyme out the batch, you can cha-cha-cha to this mardis gras
to the hip-hop maniac
But the rhythm will still guide you through the night, and like the fat on your back it s plain to see, and i ll blind you with the science that the others have yet to find
You ll find them in the hospital, about the light
Hypothetically speaking, dj k-rock when you hear a scratch, about the light
Do my thing with an 89 swing, now it s time to kick a rhyme out the batch, kick this tip
And if you re wondering who could the best be, the voice gets wetter, i ll be damned
And i do get better, about the light Cha, about the light