I'd like you to meet my mic, name is Phone is my house make yourself at home, now See those chairs? Please ignore them Believe me, they'll be no for them
I got a rhyme, and I'd like to it You in here so you cannot avoid it beat is hard, it's as hard as a diamond And it keeps kickin' as long as we're to it
And it's addictive smoking to the parents, see, I'm not jokin' You'll be a only this type is harmless Couldn't kick the habit if you tried your
So fight it, don't fear it Just take your hands off and cheer it I gave you than you ever expected And when I did that you gave me With support we're reachin' new heights insanely hyped on the mic
My supporters are massive, my sound is If I was you, I'd take to ask if Others you've heard really to be ranked as the best Great or suburb, to be or not to be, that's a good
How they used to be, well, I give less than a damn 'Cuz the present that counts if you can't the mic I suggest you I said please, but not like I'm pleadin'
So don't get supe, peasant, speedin' 'Cuz I'm about to rain, and when I rain I don't It's hot in here, we're gonna sizzle See, I understand that you been itchin'
But if too hot, get out of the kitchen 'Cuz and fakes are the ones I don't like And are the ones that get me hyped on the mic
I'm gonna play you for keeps, got a in my teeth Outside on the street people all of the beats That I rapped or on so throw the wax on is that strong, make a hit rap song
First class status, I'm a event God rocked the full-size for my Yes, solo this woman, all before me Would only be until morning
try to leave 'cuz I will protest Oh yes, I have an Uzi been dyin' to test Livin' larger than life but to be I'm Pepa, much deffer when I'm hyped on the mic
We're gonna break it down to you how it be broke Rhymes not bitten how it should be wrote People jammin' not standin', so what you A show not junky, you say rhymes are dope
[Incomprehensible] hed be madly Spinderella had to him, "Boy, you ain't my type" Get away from her, I tell you she gets pissed She's got a cut, for your but and it goes like
Started doin' wheelies, thoughts you were a big wheel Started like a dealer, but you just couldn't deal As you flip like a the whole world just flopped Couldn't rock a rocker so you just got rocked
I'm the gettin' deafer and ought to be kept Take a breath between rhymes best, tell 'em Pep Or let's kick it like a kicker, the rhymes I Like a sticker stuck to your butt I'll stick When the hype is gettin' hyper, when the hype Salt-N-Pepa, that's right, you know hyped on the mic