Chorus: repeat 2X



I rock rough and stuff with my Afro Puffs (RAGE!)

[Snoop] Rock on, wit cha bad self



Verse One: The Lady of Rage

I rock on with my bad self cause it's a must

It's the Lady Of Rage still kickin up dust

So umm, let me loosen up my bra strap

And umm, let me boost ya with my raw rap

Cause I'ma break it down to the nitty-gritty one time

When it comes to the lyrics I gets busy with mine

Busy as a beaver, ya best believe-a

This grand diva's runnin shit with the speed of a cheetah, meet a

lyrical murderer... I'm servin em like two scoops of chocolate

Check it how I rock it

I'm the one that's throwin bolos, ya better roll a Rolo

to find out I'm the number one solo, uhh

The capital R-A now take it to the G-E

I bring the things to light, but you still can't see me

I flow like a monthly you can't cramp my style

For those that try to punk me here's a Pamprin child

No need to say mo', check the flow

Rage in effect once mo', so now ya know



Chorus



Verse Two: The Lady of Rage



Now I'm hittin MC's like hit MC's like ("Hoo-yu-ken!") *Street Fighter sound*

Ain't no doubt about it I'm the undisputed

So what you uhh, wanna do is back on up

I'll tap that butt, wax the cuts, pass the bucks

So put your money on the bread winner

I kick lyrics so dope that the brothers call em head spinners

I got the tongue that is outdone anyone

from the rising to the setting of the sun

or the moon, I consume the room with doom

When I hear the kick of a 808 bass ... POOM

BOOM, BAM, God, DAYUMMMMMM!

I'm hittin so hard you could say it's a grand, slam, dunk, punks

get broken off for chunk when they feel the funk

of the rhythm (fresh) that I give em

Let it hit em, split em, did it now I'm rid of em, yeah

I put that on my unborn kids

Rage in effect so you know how it is



Chorus 2X



Verse Three: The Lady of Rage



Now ever since my debut, I've continued to lay you

flat on your back from the raps that I spat, spit

Ohh shit, I'm the shit!

You can't get wit the Rage then tough tit-tie

I pi-ty the fool, that gets

with the lyrical murderer cause my shit is rude (OOOH!)

You wanna get with the wickedness? With that

big bot-ty that's kickin it, rippin it apart like Jason

You'll be, chasin a dream like Freddy

are you ready for the cream de la creme?

I'm steam pressurin those who ain't measurin up

I keep competitors stuck

in the muck with they butt up, what chu wanna nut up

like cashew, don't you know that I will mash you? For real

That's the deal, I'm straight out of Farmville, VA

(So what you gotta say?)



Chorus 2X



Huhh

I am the roughest, roughest, roughest (Say what? Say what?)

I am the toughest, toughest, toughest (RAGE!)

(repeat 4X)



Get with the uhh, roughest, roughest

Get with the uhh, toughest, toughest (RAGE!)

Get with the uhh, roughest, roughest (Yeah)

Get with the uhh, toughest, toughest (RAGE!)

Get with the uhh, wickedness, roughest

I am the uhh, wickedness (RAGE!)



Outro: Snoop Doggy Dogg



Yeah, one-nine-nine-fo'

The indo blow and the grass grow

Snoop Doggy Dogg still don't love a hoe

But you gotta give credit when credit is due

Women back down and bow down to my motherfuckin homegirl

The Lady Of Rage

She rocks rough and stuff with the Afro Puffs

Handcuffed and she busts

And trick biatch, she's guaranteed to tear shit up

Y'know what I'm sayin