slave 2 the rhythm

why is it that your watch stopped tickin, but you still keep clockin?, and no matter how hard you jinx, i keep rockin, listen, hoe, cause i'm the lyte one, and if you're lookin for a fight, you found the right one, i'm not a procrastinator, or a instigator, but when it comes to dope rhymes on the mic, i'm the creator, i never look for trouble, but somehow it finds me, but yo, i just conquer it, and leave it all behind me, the l-y-t-e, very outspoken, and when i rock a rhyme, sometimes i leave you chokin, i'm mc lyte, comin live and direct, i never lose a battle, cause i always come correct, in any case i win, again and again, you see lyte is at the top till the very end, and even though i may be short, believe, i don't take none, try your luck and we'll see who will get done, i mean immediately, like quick fast, don't turn your back, cause this mic'll be in your ass, and don't take what i say too lightly, i beat you, defeat you so quietly, sneak up and hit you like a fuckin tornado, cause in the rap field lyte's the fuckin a/k/a doe, the capital l, the y to the e, shit, give me room and i'll slay an mc, whether it's in a crowd, or on the sneak tip, i wax you and your posse watch you trip and flip, as you drop the mic, cause you don't have the gift, to rip a style, fast or slow, too busy hoein it, sniffin up blow, don't get mad, it's just a talent i was given, what i'm sayin, i'm a slave to the rhythm, bein that i'm dissin, i was reminiscin, you was at my show, yo, you was on a mission, she was ass-kissin, no show, you hoe, no work, you jerk, alright, i'll chill and i'll come to my senses, but next time you diss, think of the consequences, yo, i am no joke, i'm sharp like barbwire, try to touch me, yo, you're bound to catch a fire, i never lose my cool, but if i do, yo, you're lost, i be forced to show and prove exactly who's the boss, who gets the income - and then some, i don't diss you for the money, i diss you for the fun, don't get mad, it's just a talent i was given, what i'm sayin, i'm a slave to the rhythm, it took a whole album for you to try and diss me, and ha-ha-ha, slum bitch, you still missed me, but yo, i'm off the dissin tip, cause that takes no creation, i'm into other things that bring me commodation, so i rap about funny things, or issues that are serious, sometimes i rap a topic that leave my people curious, and other times i diss to put one in their place, if i diss you on wax, then i will diss you to your face, some say i'm foul, and they don't like the way i'm livin, but yo, ask me if i care. i'm just a slave, i'm just a slave, i'm just a slave, to the goddamn rhythm, 'gangstress', don't make me laugh, ha-ha-ha, and keep your eyes on this, and keep your eyes on this,