In the middle like Monie

You're phony cause your styles bologna

But I rock with no filler, ain't a girl m.c. illa - puttin'

Rappers on ice, then lock the body in a chilla

The way I fucks it up, I upchuck nasty style like

Throwup blow up, then go nuts

Like a lady Ninja killa

I'll drill deep beneath the surface

It's the Rage, front page, I heat up like a furnace

My stelo gots bulk

Check the gamma rays from the she Hulk

Stomping through your territory

New rap female category

Winner, and your style gets played out like the

Spinners

Not a soprano, or alto, the Rage is a tenor

My voice is just right - I bust hypodermics to your

Inner minds eye

Makin' you hip-hop junkies wanna fly

Like eagles, my stlye sharp as cathedral steeples

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