Cha Cha Cha Lyrics - Eyes On This - Mc Lyte

[Kick this one here for me and my DJ] 

You can cha-cha-cha to this Mardis Gras 

I'm the dopest female that you've heard thus far 

And I do get better, the voice gets wetter 

Nobody gets hurt (as long as you let her) 

Do my thing with an '89 swing 

The dopeness I write, I guarantee delight 

To the hip-hop maniac, the Uptown brainiac 

In full effect, MC Lyte is back 

And better than before as if that was possible 

My competition, you'll find them in the hospital 

Visiting time, I think it's on a Sunday 

But notice they only get one day to shine 

The rest of the week is mine 

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 

Just clap your hands to the words I say, come on... 

[Kick this one here for me and my DJ] 

I've got the power to spread out and devour 

At the same time I'll eat you up with a rhyme 

But I'll let you slide 'cause you accidently hopped on the wrong side 

Now come on, that's suicide 

Hypothetically speaking 

Ok, let's say you didn't know what you were doing 

You're new in town, and you're looking around 

For another name to ruin, and it's me that you're pursuing? 

Well well well, I'll be damned 

I might as well tell you who I am 

I am the capital L-why-T-E 

And it's shocking I'm the one you're mocking 

Oh yes, I've been watching you watching me 

And like the fat on your back it's plain to see 

That you're a wannabe, but you can't be what you're not 

So you better start living with what you got 

[Kick this one here for me and my DJ] 

Yeah, DJ K-Rock when you hear a scratch 

Now it's time to kick a rhyme out the batch 

And you're the receiver eager as a beaver 

Time to convert the non-believer 

That I'm a roadrunner leaving you in the dust 

I can adjust to the times and at times I might just get quicker 

Than the ticker of your pacemaker 

More tender than a roni but harder than a jawbreaker 

So don't ever second guess me 

And if you're wondering who could the best be 

Think a second and recollect the worst whipping you ever had yet 

And I'll bet that I did it 

My fingerprints are still on you 

How many times I gotta warn you 

About the light? It'll blind your sight 

But the rhythm will still guide you through the night 

[Kick this tip... 

Kick this one here for me and my DJ]