The duo is back, check out the new style Then get the out Put on your battlin' gear but don't come are not needed, this time 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 you shook up, you gotta 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 the bra strap Hurby's on the beats, Steevee-O has the notes Spinderella's like a spinnin' music so dope Makin' a lot of noise for all the boys shootin' the Hold on 'cuz tonight Salt and Pepa's gettin' swift
You might have thought about goin' against the Salt and Pepa's a mixture like Chinese Battlin' time, Mr. Macho, don't try to rip Because I'll melt ya Nacho cheese
You want flavor, well, something to savor Why don't you a microphone 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 your
Statin' the and pleasin', takin' a rest, I'm out for easin' Bodily makin' 'em dance And Pep, this is the Christmas is duck season and I'm gettin' high You're luck, duck, now it's time for you to get and die
The ebony are back on the scene I assume you still like a vacuum machine Cornball sucker, give me a I'm-a drop you from the sky like snow, you a
to break any sucker or half-stepper Who wants to get assaulted with a pepper Go down, low-down, this no showdown The competition, I'm sure blow down Even if you seem to 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, soon you'll be stuck with a rep, 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 I'm-a go outta sight Lyrical queen, mess and you'll get creamed The star of every male's fantasy or
The ebony princess in a safari Battlin' me is a Honda racing a Ferrari If you were the king, what laws you have me obey? None, my son 'cuz I'm quicker a [unverified]
Quick to split the tryin' to get slick You're nothing but a prostitute a new trick Little Miss Wench, my is a trench Makes you drop, then you in your tracks and as I clench My fist, I twist you use to rip The time you flex, I'm guaranteed to get swift
Hip-hopper's, rap artists and rhyme Can you believe there's a trying to cause static? Break out the health and medical aid Prepare mind for a super, alphabetical raid
Rhythmic explosion corrosion Rhymes, in effect, that like a Trojan Against disease, sorta like a MC Rhymes more powerful than a punch at Jack
I fear no one, I tell no tales I will up to any male or female Ones who to resist end up a prisoner Hissed in a daze or a
he is in a state of shock, too hard for one to take So in a of crowds I run to break Beats for torture but don't get I stay paid, I caught ya now you shook, you're Scared of the we came back to uplift The name, we the game and we get swift