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 (They call me Lyte) (And I'm a slave to the rhythm) (Funky fresh, dressed to impress, ready to party) [ VERSE 1 ] 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