The duo is back, competition out the new style get the heck out Put on your battlin' gear but come strapped Bullets are not needed, this time 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 break up because it's time you shook up, you make up time to break up the party, now you're shook up
Salt and Pepa's gettin' swift, up to par And competition, how to 'Whassup' is to ride the bra Hurby's on the beats, has the musical notes Spinderella's like a propeller spinnin' so dope Makin' a lot of noise for all the boys shootin' the Hold on tight 'cuz tonight Salt and Pepa's swift
You might have thought about against the spices and Pepa's a mixture like Chinese rices Battlin' time, Mr. Macho, please try to rip Because I'll melt ya Nacho cheese
You want flavor, well, here's something to Why don't you wave a microphone in front of my And a do small favor, gimme a beat so I can bust a For all the nerds, let all the words feed mind
Statin' the things and pleasin', a rest, I'm out for easin' functions makin' 'em dance And Pep, this is the season This is duck season and I'm gettin' outta luck, duck, now it's time for you to get and die
The ebony are back on the scene I assume you still suck like a machine Cornball sucker, give me a I'm-a drop you from the sky like snow, you a
Born to break any or half-stepper Who wants to get assaulted with a deadly Go down, low-down, this ain't no The competition, I'm sure blow down Even if you seem to stiff The of the rhyme makes you move and we get swift
Suckers and flukes, it seems you lost and time to put up 'Cuz you just it, the furious females to fly to with (Fuck) Stay stiff suckers, soon you'll be stuck a rep, torn to shreds A musical score leg, need a victory? I left an 'S' on forehead
Don't fuse up now, 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 male's fantasy or wetdream
The princess in a lyrical safari Battlin' me is like a racing a Ferrari If you were the king, what laws would you have me None, my son I'm quicker than a [unverified]
to split the chick tryin' to get slick You're but a prostitute turning a new trick Little Miss Wench, my is a trench Makes you drop, then you stop in your tracks and as I My fist, I twist you use to rip The next time you flex, I'm to get swift
Hip-hopper's, rap artists and rhyme Can you believe there's a sucker to cause static? Break out the supplies and medical aid your mind for a super, alphabetical raid
Rhythmic explosion corrosion Rhymes, in effect, protect like a Trojan disease, sorta like a wack MC Rhymes powerful than a punch at Jack Dempsy
I fear no one, I tell no tales I will stand up to any or female Ones who persist to resist end up a Hissed in a daze or a
Because he is in a state of shock, too for one to take So in a multitude of I run to break for torture but don't get played I stay paid, I caught ya now you shook, afraid of the fact we came back to uplift The name, we designed the game and we get