The duo is back, competition check out the new get the heck out Put on your battlin' gear but come strapped are not needed, this time it's rap for rap
I'm makin' the move and you'll have to make yours back In fact, the further the rhyme is dancin', Jack will get a lip So up because it's time you shook up, you gotta make up time to break up the party, now you're shook up
Salt and gettin' swift, livin' up to par And competition, how to 'Whassup' is to ride the bra Hurby's on the beats, Steevee-O has the musical Spinderella's like a spinnin' music so dope Makin' a lot of noise for all the shootin' the gift Hold on tight 'cuz tonight and Pepa's gettin' swift
You might have thought about goin' the spices Salt and Pepa's a like Chinese rices Battlin' time, Mr. Macho, please try to rip Because I'll ya like Nacho cheese
You flavor, well, here's something to savor Why don't you wave a in front of my face And a do small favor, gimme a so I can bust a rhyme For all the nerds, let all the words your mind
Statin' the things and pleasin', takin' a rest, I'm out for Bodily functions 'em dance And Pep, is the Christmas season This is duck season and I'm high outta luck, duck, now it's time for you to get and die
The ebony are back on the scene I assume you still like a vacuum machine sucker, give me a break I'm-a drop you from the sky snow, you a cornflake
Born to break any or half-stepper Who wants to get with a deadly pepper Go down, low-down, this no showdown The competition, I'm sure they'll down Even if you seem to stand The breeze of the makes you move and we get swift
Suckers and flukes, it seems you lost and to put up dukes 'Cuz you just it, the furious females to fly to with (Fuck) Stay suckers, soon you'll be stuck with a rep, torn to shreds A score leg, need a victory? I left an 'S' on your forehead
Don't up now, it's time to put out lights I won't ease up, pal 'cuz go outta sight Lyrical queen, mess and you'll get creamed The star of every male's fantasy or
The ebony princess in a safari Battlin' me is like a Honda a Ferrari If you were the king, laws would you have me obey? None, my son I'm quicker than a [unverified]
Quick to split the tryin' to get slick You're nothing but a turning a new trick Little Wench, my mind is a trench Makes you drop, you stop in your tracks and as I clench My fist, I words you use to rip The next time you flex, I'm guaranteed to get
Hip-hopper's, rap and rhyme fanatics Can you believe there's a sucker trying to cause Break out the health supplies and aid Prepare your for a super, alphabetical raid
Rhythmic explosion without Rhymes, in effect, protect like a Trojan Against disease, like a wack MC Rhymes more powerful than a punch at Dempsy
I fear no one, plus I tell no I will stand up to any or female who persist to resist end up a prisoner Hissed in a or a faze
he is in a state of shock, too hard for one to take So in a of crowds I run to break Beats for but don't get played I stay paid, I ya now you shook, you're afraid Scared of the fact we came to uplift The name, we the game and we get swift