The duo is back, competition out the new style get the heck out Put on your battlin' gear but don't come Bullets are not needed, this it's rap for rap
I'm makin' the move and soon you'll have to make back In fact, the further the is dancin', Jack 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 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 boys the gift Hold on tight 'cuz tonight and Pepa's gettin' swift
You might have about goin' against the spices Salt and Pepa's a mixture Chinese rices time, Mr. Macho, please don't try to rip Because I'll ya like Nacho cheese
You flavor, well, here's something to savor Why don't you wave a microphone in front of my And a do favor, gimme a beat so I can bust a rhyme For all the nerds, let all the words feed your
Statin' the things and pleasin', takin' a rest, I'm out for functions makin' 'em dance And Pep, this is the Christmas is duck season and I'm gettin' high You're outta luck, duck, now time for you to get and die
The ebony queens are back on the I assume you still suck like a machine sucker, give me a break I'm-a drop you the sky like snow, you a cornflake
to break any sucker or half-stepper Who to get assaulted with a deadly pepper 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 makes you move and we get swift
Suckers and flukes, it seems you lost and time to put up 'Cuz you just forced it, the furious females to fly to (Fuck) Stay stiff suckers, you'll be stuck with a rep, torn to shreds A musical score leg, need a victory? I left an 'S' on your
Don't fuse up now, it's time to put out I won't ease up, pal 'cuz I'm-a go sight queen, mess around and you'll get creamed The star of every fantasy or wetdream
The ebony in a lyrical safari Battlin' me is a Honda racing a Ferrari If you the king, what laws would you have me obey? None, my son 'cuz I'm than a [unverified]
Quick to split the chick tryin' to get You're nothing but a prostitute a new trick Little Miss Wench, my is a trench Makes you drop, then you stop in your 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 there's a sucker trying to cause static? Break out the health and medical aid Prepare your mind for a super, raid
Rhythmic without corrosion Rhymes, in effect, that protect like a Against disease, sorta a wack MC Rhymes more powerful than a at Jack Dempsy
I fear no one, plus I no tales I will up to any male or female Ones who to resist end up a prisoner Hissed in a or a faze
Because he is in a state of shock, too for one to take So in a multitude of crowds I run to Beats for torture but get played I paid, I caught ya now you shook, you're afraid Scared of the we came back to uplift The name, we designed the and we get swift