Luyện nghe bài hát I Desire

We're on a
all of the opposition
MC's, my butt you're kissin'
Because I

Yo, wait a minute, chill, I ya all to hear
Why rap is not a joke, for us it's a
Others try to imitate but none has come
So you see, why everybody stands up and
And if you really think about it, you know it means

To be a female rapper from the of Queens
And see dream about being supreme
But once on the scene, we killing Kings
People we're too wild to tame
On stage we like sizzlin' flame

And oh, so cool we rap you need a sweater
The rhymes so tough, you swear they're made of
Get the best of bunch, and I bet that we're better
Tell 'em why, pepa, 'em why, 'cuz I desire

DJ's come and go just like the
But mine is better all of them
She's sharper than a razor when it to a cut
More lethal than a if you wanna play rough
Not the of a show, subject to cut [unverified]

tell you spinderella's dope
Call her spin for but she don't take [unverified]
Wanna duel? you're a [unverified]
Choppin' beats for these until the turntables
Scratches so damn hard, you'd the mixer had fleas

the mutilator, music carnivore
Spinderella rocks the with a chainsaw
You're still amazed by the way she
Not a fad but a of the hip-hop craze which I desire

Salt the pepa and my name is Cher
From Queens, New York not
I like my steak well done, I hate it rare
And I'm lovable and huggable like the bear
Pepa the salt, so do not rip
'Cuz if you do shift from first to fifth

Lights out, it's heard, I thought you were
Short, fading went I went your head
So get back to the 'cuz the beat is bad
The beat pro and the bass gets much
The beats rock and just because the kicks bass
We're gonna bounce this beat all the place 'cuz I desire

you're on the set let the cameras roll
Salt and pepa are the stars, the the video
Your is boomin' when we're on your stereo
So hold on tight, don't 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 taking
You be the grass, be the lawnmower
fakin' or takin', not givin' no slack
Not trying, 'cuz it's like that

Hot damn, how could you be so dog gone
to dis salt and pepa when we're number one?
But we excuse you 'cuz you're dippy, mind's in a daze
every duck you're confused in so many ways

Giving nothing, taking all big or small
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