Hey-a, forward the music selector We get tougher, aye (??) Salt and Pepa draw the people into hysterics With the serious lyrics, right?
It's all right
We gonna take it to the top We're gonna make your body rock And we got, we got, we got, gotta make it hot So come, get on, hop on the dance floor If you want to declare war - it's all right
It's all right
Now it's ruckus time in the place tonight Salt and Pepa has just comandeered the mic Hurby the producer ain't no joke He always makes sure the beats are dope When I explore I take you down to the core Wanted by the FBI as a wicked outlaw For torturing and murdering MCs Who try to recreate def rhymes like these On stage I'm a terror, mascarra don't smear-a (?) Stockings don't run, and men don't dare-a Speak out and disrespect Salt and Pepa We smash MCs with one big stepper Here to rule, MCs I school The mic's my tool, I'm no one's fool That's right, I said it, the girl's got brains And my full name is Cheryl James - all right
It's all right
It came straight from the mouth rhymes I disperse I save sucker duck rappers to quench my thirst I sucker all suckers by selling a dream When I serve and strengthen any rap team We'll ignite and your crew just melt like wax So tell your family and your friends That we're here to attack We prepare to win a battle at any cost Just remember duck rapper, it's not my loss - it's all right
It's all right
And when I rhyme a funky rhyme Till my throat is sore When I rhyme till you just can't take no more You disagree? Kill the noise Cuz you know I can Just place the microphone inside my hand And watch me rhyme-a funky lyrics You gotta admit, you disagree? Ask your man - even he's on it Cuz when I wanna show damage, I'll explode At a wink of an eye rhymes I'll reload - it's all right
It's all right
Now when we came, we saw, we conquered Because you tried to be bold, you tried to be bad You tried to get ill, you tried to fake mad Whip out my microphone and Turtle Wax that ass So don't mess around, don't make me laugh You gotta be jokin', you will get broken I'll burn you and leave your ashes smokin' Then I'll put you in my hand, blow you into the wind So you better notify your next of kin - all right
It's all right
Rip it again, right It's all right Rewind selector rightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
