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



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