Mick Gold

In My Business

[Missy]
Hahaha, introducing MC Lyte
[MC Lyte]
I think I need a sound check
Hit me with a sound check
Yea, now what about that dope stuff
Alright now, gimme an 8-0 (8-0, 8-0, 8-0)
[Missy]
Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh
Yo, 1-2
Uh, MC Lyte (yea)
You don抰 know (yea)
Ficky ficky, oh you don抰 know
[MC Lyte - Verse One]
On the regular they guessin? how the Lyte get down
Nevermind that, nigga you better watch your mouth
Keep snoopin? and you bound to hit a brick
Get out the crack of my ass all up in my shiznit
To you nosey Nikki抯 and you Peepin? Tom抯
So, you know I抦 about to drop the Brooklyn Bomb
7 and 7 is 14, 1 and 4 is 5
But none of that matters if your ass ain抰 alive
You could care less about the records I se;
You just wanna know I tried but I fell
But even on your best day and on my worst
I抣l still be first, without the need to rehearse
[Missy Elliott singing - CHORUS]
Why you up in my business?
Find somethin? better to do
Why you talkin? about me?
I ain抰 say shit 慴out you
Forgive me for my attitude
But I got something to say
Yall better not f**k with me
'cause I抦 had a bad day
[MC Lyte - Verse Two]
Yall must really think I抦 the host of the freakshow
Got me taggin? piranhas I don抰 even know
Got me swimmin? in waters, gettin? caught in fishnet
Got me hooked up wit? folks I ain抰 never even met
Now yall so busy tryin? to market this
I guess yo stupid ass forgot who started this
But I抦 about to ransack you make your memory
Come back to you, let all my true niggas jack you
Talkin? bou the Lyte like you gettin? paid for it
Better wish for your own and get out my business
Besides I抦 too quick and pigeons oughta know
By the time you get the info, it was two years ago
Aside from that I抦 too swift to catch
Don抰 pay to chase the joint, you can抰 light the match
And everybody knows I抦 too quick to flip the latch
It ain抰 many that can even say they been attached
[Repeat CHORUS]
[Missy rapping - Verse Three]
I heard a lotta yall runnin? runnin? 憆ound
Ain抰 none of yall this supa dupa fly
Supa Dupa as I
Fly, fly across the sky
Cut you like pie
Me and, me and MC Lyte
'cause you wack
Straight from the jump, yea you wack
Better get back
I can抰 I can抰 f**k wit? that
I ain抰 sayin? jack
I抦a just smack you 慶ross your face so deep that you抣l never talk back
[Repeat CHORUS]
[Missy talking - Verse Four]
Why you up in my business
Find something better to do
Why you talkin? 慴out me
I ain抰 said shit about you (uh)
Forgive me for my attitude
But I got something to say
Yall better not f**k with me
'cause I had a bad day
Ficky-ficky check me out