The duo is back, competition check out the new Then get the 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 soon you'll have to make back In fact, the further the rhyme is dancin', will get a lip smack So break up it's time you shook up, you gotta make up It's time to break up the party, now you're up
Salt and gettin' swift, livin' up to par And competition, how to is to ride the bra strap Hurby's on the beats, Steevee-O has the musical Spinderella's like a propeller music so dope Makin' a lot of for all the boys shootin' the gift Hold on tight tonight Salt and Pepa's gettin' swift
You might thought about goin' against the spices and Pepa's a mixture like Chinese rices Battlin' time, Mr. Macho, please try to rip I'll melt ya like Nacho cheese
You want flavor, well, something to savor Why you wave a microphone 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 feed mind
Statin' the and pleasin', takin' a rest, I'm out for easin' Bodily functions 'em dance And Pep, is the Christmas season This is season and I'm gettin' high You're outta luck, duck, now it's for you to get and die
The queens are back on the scene I you still suck 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 sucker or Who wants to get assaulted a deadly pepper Go down, low-down, this no showdown The competition, I'm they'll blow down Even if you to stand stiff The breeze of the rhyme makes you and we get swift
Suckers and flukes, it you lost and time to put up dukes 'Cuz you just forced it, the 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 an 'S' on your forehead
Don't fuse up now, time to put out lights I won't ease up, pal 'cuz I'm-a go sight Lyrical queen, mess around and you'll get The star of every fantasy or wetdream
The ebony in a lyrical safari Battlin' me is like a racing a Ferrari If you were the king, laws would you have me obey? None, my son 'cuz I'm quicker a [unverified]
Quick to split the chick tryin' to get You're nothing but a prostitute a new trick Miss Wench, my mind is a trench Makes you drop, then you stop in your and as I clench My fist, I words you use to rip The next you flex, I'm guaranteed to get swift
Hip-hopper's, rap artists and rhyme Can you believe a sucker trying to cause static? out the health supplies and medical aid Prepare mind for a super, alphabetical raid
explosion without corrosion Rhymes, in effect, that protect a Trojan Against disease, sorta like a MC more powerful than a punch at Jack Dempsy
I fear no one, plus I tell no I will stand up to any male or Ones who persist to 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 multitude of I run to break Beats for but don't get played I stay paid, I caught ya now you shook, afraid Scared of the we came back to uplift The name, we designed the and we get swift