We're on a all of the opposition MC's, it's my you're kissin' I desire
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 has come near So you see, why everybody stands up and And if you really think about it, you know what it
To be a female rapper from the of Queens And see others dream being supreme But once on the scene, we killing Kings People claim we're too wild to On stage we behave like sizzlin'
And oh, so cool when we rap you need a The rhymes so tough, you swear they're made of Get the best of your bunch, and I bet that we're Tell 'em why, pepa, 'em why, 'cuz I desire
DJ's come and go like the wind But mine is better all of them She's sharper than a razor it comes to a cut More lethal than a laser if you wanna rough Not the object of a show, to cut [unverified]
[Unverified] tell you dope Call her spin for but she don't take [unverified] duel? you're a fool [unverified] Choppin' beats for these until the turntables Scratches so damn hard, swear the mixer had fleas
the mutilator, music carnivore Spinderella rocks the with a chainsaw You're amazed by the way she plays Not a fad but a phase of the craze which I desire
Salt from the pepa and my is Cher Queens, New York not Delaware I like my steak well done, 'cuz I it rare And I'm lovable and huggable like Yogi the from the salt, so do not rip 'Cuz if you do I'll from first to fifth
Lights out, it's heard, I you were dead Short, fading I went upside your head So get to the beat 'cuz the beat is bad The beat pro and the bass much impact The beats rock and just because the beat bass We're gonna bounce this beat all over the place I desire
While you're on the set let the cameras Salt and pepa are the stars, the the video Your room is boomin' when we're on stereo So hold on tight, dare let go We're the teachers, the students, class is in session
Pay boys and girls, and learn your lesson We're running things, yes, we're taking You be the grass, be the lawnmower Never or takin', not givin' no slack Not trying, 'cuz it's like that
Hot damn, how could you be so dog dumb? Trying to dis salt and pepa when we're number But we excuse you 'cuz you're dippy, your mind's in a every duck you're confused in so many ways
Giving nothing, taking all whether big or We got a beat and it's dope, def y'all Every day of the week you're at my beck and You wanna try me out? You don't the gall 'cuz I desire