Space Nine - Closer lyrics

Verse 1 (MC Lyte) In the three on the deegan, we be freakin' Bobbin' and weavin' my peeps sleepin' Steady creepin' dippin' in the jeepin' Dones be peepin', benjis we be keepin' Cheddar we be spending, n***as ain't cheapin' Hip hoppin' bobbin' with the beat and I'm not concieted just never been defeated Test and get that a** beated The wanna act like I can't flow phatly When they attack me I got sk**s to back me Go ahead now simulate that How they forget who originated that Ladies and gentlemen the ruffneck is back More potent than a foul vile of crack I keep you open like a BM hatchback While you keepin' my tape draped up in yo' knapsack (chorus) You comin' closer and closer, I thought I told you You know that I will toast you You're not supposed to come closer and closer I thought I told you, you know that I will toast you Don't come closer Verse 2 (Space Nine) Yo, I write my own, but-uh who's writin' your rhymes Oh you independent now 'coz you bitin' my lines Listen, two flamin' b**hes hide yo' claiming and sixes Shines so bright can't see us in pictures Leavin' non believers in ditches Those who can acchieve won't percieve our existance They need verbal a**istance, check it All them things you say you got, we now your makin' it up To get a man in a club, you steady shakin' it up See thay played my song twice 'coz they can't get enough I'd say put yourself in my shoes but they cost too much Space Nine bustin' 16 bars on Lyte's time We write rhymes, y'all chicks is puppets on mic time While I, chanel stars through pipe lines Illuminate the sky day and night make my presence defined Yo, blue Gucci sale platinum tag taped to my leg Promise no threat, shine on my neck signing my cheques (chorus) x2 Verse 3 (MC Lyte) You can't afford to be nasty if you ask me Tryin' to pa** me but can't outlast me Sweet like like nector comin' in your sector Movin' in your direction, takin' over your section Am I bad no question they just a fraction Tryin' to get some action from the section Ain't that somethin' I got your crew jumpin' and bumpin' While you talkin' nothing I bring it to you with no hesitation 'Coz the top is where I rest but it's your destination And I know this so I'm puttin' you on notice Don't you come too close to this I got the gift to forsee the drama like they know me Pullin' up slowly and tryin' to bring out the ol' me But I'm brand spank comin' for your bank Not n***a what you think but what you thought, and now you caught Long as you live and for eternity You're only bad as Lyte the MC allows you to be Not easy to sabbotage wiser than the average You can jack me now and later you can peep my, catalogue You gotta alphernumeric but you can't read DKNY frames but you can't see How I'm blow up like a stick of dynie and burn that hynie baby C'mon I'm beggin' try me (chorus) x2