The duo is back, competition check out the new Then get the out Put on your gear but don't come strapped Bullets are not needed, this time rap for rap
I'm the move and soon you'll have to make yours back In fact, the the rhyme is dancin', Jack will get a lip smack So break up because it's time you shook up, you gotta up It's time to break up the party, now shook up
Salt and Pepa's gettin' swift, up to par And competition, how to 'Whassup' is to ride the bra on the beats, Steevee-O has the musical notes Spinderella's like a spinnin' music so dope Makin' a lot of noise for all the shootin' the gift Hold on 'cuz tonight Salt and Pepa's gettin' swift
You might thought about goin' against the spices Salt and Pepa's a mixture like Chinese time, Mr. Macho, please don't try to rip Because I'll melt ya like cheese
You want flavor, well, here's to savor Why don't you wave a microphone in of my face And a do favor, gimme a beat so I can bust a rhyme For all the nerds, let all the words feed mind
Statin' the things and pleasin', a rest, I'm out for easin' Bodily functions makin' 'em And Pep, this is the season This is season and I'm gettin' high You're luck, duck, now it's time for you to get and die
The ebony queens are back on the I you still suck like a vacuum machine sucker, give me a break I'm-a drop you the sky like snow, you a cornflake
Born to any sucker or half-stepper Who wants to get assaulted with a deadly Go down, low-down, ain't no showdown The competition, I'm sure they'll down if you seem to stand stiff The breeze of the rhyme makes you and we get swift
and flukes, it seems you lost and time to put up dukes 'Cuz you just forced it, the furious to fly to with (Fuck) Stay stiff suckers, soon you'll be stuck with a rep, to shreds A musical score leg, need a victory? I an 'S' on your forehead
Don't fuse up now, time to put out lights I won't ease up, pal 'cuz go outta sight Lyrical queen, around and you'll get creamed The star of every male's or wetdream
The princess in a lyrical safari Battlin' me is like a Honda a Ferrari If you were the king, what laws you have me obey? None, my son I'm quicker than a [unverified]
Quick to split the chick to get slick nothing but a prostitute turning a new trick Little Wench, my mind is a trench Makes you drop, then you in your tracks and as I clench My fist, I twist you use to rip The next time you flex, I'm guaranteed to get
Hip-hopper's, rap artists and fanatics Can you believe there's a sucker to cause static? out the health supplies and medical aid Prepare your for a super, alphabetical raid
Rhythmic explosion corrosion Rhymes, in effect, that protect like a Against disease, sorta a wack MC Rhymes more powerful than a punch at Dempsy
I no one, plus I tell no tales I will stand up to any or female Ones who persist to end up a prisoner Hissed in a daze or a
Because he is in a of shock, too hard for one to take So in a of crowds I run to break Beats for torture but get played I stay paid, I ya now you shook, you're afraid of the fact we came back to uplift The name, we designed the game and we get