We're on a Dissin' all of the MC's, my butt you're kissin' I desire
Yo, wait a minute, chill, I ya all to hear Why rap is not a joke, for us a career try to imitate but none has come near So you see, why stands up and cheer And if you think about it, you know what it means
To be a female rapper the heart of Queens And see others dream about supreme But once on the scene, we start Kings People claim we're too to tame On we behave like sizzlin' flame
And oh, so cool when we rap you need a The rhymes so tough, you they're made of leather Get the best of your bunch, and I bet we're better Tell 'em why, pepa, tell 'em why, I desire
DJ's come and go just the wind But is better than all of them She's sharper a razor when it comes to a cut lethal than a laser if you wanna play rough Not the object of a show, subject to cut
[Unverified] you spinderella's dope Call her spin for short but she take [unverified] Wanna duel? a fool [unverified] Choppin' beats for these the turntables bleed Scratches so damn hard, you'd swear the mixer had
She's the mutilator, music Spinderella rocks the records a chainsaw You're amazed by the way she plays Not a fad but a phase of the craze which I desire
from the pepa and my name is Cher From Queens, New York not I like my steak well done, 'cuz I it rare And I'm lovable and like Yogi the bear Pepa the salt, so do not rip 'Cuz if you do I'll shift from first to
out, it's heard, I thought you were dead Short, fading went I went your head So get to the beat 'cuz the beat is bad The beat pro and the bass gets impact The beats rock and just because the beat kicks We're gonna bounce this beat all over the place I desire
you're on the set let the cameras roll Salt and pepa are the stars, the world's the Your is boomin' when we're on your stereo So on tight, don't dare let go We're the teachers, you're the students, is in session
Pay attention boys and girls, and learn lesson We're running things, yes, we're over You be the grass, we'll be the fakin' or takin', not givin' no slack Not trying, 'cuz it's like that
Hot damn, how could you be so dog dumb? to dis salt and pepa when we're number one? But we excuse you 'cuz you're dippy, mind's in a daze Like every duck you're confused in so ways
Giving nothing, taking all whether big or We got a beat and it's dope, def y'all day of the week you're at my beck and call You wanna try me out? You have the gall 'cuz I desire