The duo is back, competition check out the new Then get the out Put on your battlin' gear but come strapped Bullets are not needed, this it's rap for rap
I'm makin' the move and soon you'll have to yours back In fact, the further the rhyme is dancin', will get a lip smack So break up because it's time you shook up, you make up It's time to 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, has the musical notes Spinderella's a propeller spinnin' music so dope Makin' a lot of for all the boys shootin' the gift Hold on tight 'cuz Salt and Pepa's gettin' swift
You might have thought about goin' against the Salt and Pepa's a like Chinese rices Battlin' time, Mr. Macho, please try to rip Because melt 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 beat so I can bust a For all the nerds, let all the words feed mind
Statin' the and pleasin', takin' a rest, I'm out for easin' Bodily makin' 'em dance And Pep, is the Christmas season This is season and I'm gettin' high You're outta luck, duck, now time for you to get and die
The queens are back on the scene I assume you still suck like a machine Cornball sucker, give me a I'm-a you from the sky like snow, you a cornflake
Born to break any sucker or Who to get assaulted with a deadly pepper Go down, low-down, this ain't no The competition, I'm sure they'll blow Even if you seem to stand 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 it, the furious females to fly to with (Fuck) Stay stiff suckers, soon you'll be stuck with a rep, to shreds A musical score leg, a victory? I left an 'S' on your forehead
fuse up now, it's time to put out lights I won't ease up, pal 'cuz I'm-a go outta Lyrical queen, mess around and get creamed The star of male's fantasy or wetdream
The ebony in a lyrical safari me is like a Honda racing a Ferrari If you were the king, what laws you have me obey? None, my son 'cuz I'm quicker than a
to split the chick tryin' to get slick You're nothing but a prostitute turning a new Miss 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 to get swift
Hip-hopper's, rap artists and fanatics Can you there's a sucker trying to cause static? Break out the supplies and medical aid your mind for a super, alphabetical raid
Rhythmic without corrosion Rhymes, in effect, protect like a Trojan Against disease, sorta like a MC Rhymes more powerful than a at Jack Dempsy
I fear no one, I tell no tales I stand up to any male or female Ones who to resist end up a prisoner in a daze or a faze
Because he is in a state of shock, too for one to take So in a multitude of I run to break Beats for torture but don't get I stay paid, I ya now you shook, you're afraid Scared of the we came back to uplift The name, we designed the and we get swift