We're on a mission



Dissin' all of the opposition



MCs it's my butt you're kissin'



Because I desire







Yo wait a minute chill I want ya all to hear



Why rap is not a joke for us it's a career



Others try to imitate but none has come near



So you see why everybody stands up and cheer



And if you really think about it you know what it means



To be a female rapper from the heart of Queens



And see others dream about being supreme



But once on the scene we start killing kings



People claim we're too wild to tame



On stage we behave like sizzlin' flame



And oh, so cool when we rap you need a sweater



The rhymes so tough you swear they're made of leather



Get the best of your bunch, and I bet that we're better



Tell 'em why, Pepa, tell 'em why - cuz I desire







DJs come and go just like the wind



But mine is better than all of them



She's sharper than a razor when it comes to a cut



More lethal than a laser if you wanna play rough



Not the object of a show, subject to cut ????



????? tell you Spinderella's dope



Call her Spin for short but she don't take ????



Wanna duel? You're a fool ????



Choppin' beats for these until the turntables bleed



Scratches so damn hard you'd swear the mixer had fleas



She's the mutilator, music carnivore



Spinderella rocks the records with a chainsaw



You're still amazed by the way she plays



Not a fad but a phase of the hip-hop craze which I desire







Salt from the Pepa and my name is Cher



From Queens, New York not Delaware



I like my steak well-done cuz I hate it rare



And I'm lovable and huggable like Yogi the Bear



Pepa from the Salt so do not rip



Cuz if you do I'll shift from first to fifth



Lights out, it's heard, I thought you were dead



Short, fading went I went upside your head



So get back to the beat cuz the beat is bad



The beat pro and the bass gets much impact



The beats rock and just because the beat kicks bass



We're gonna bounce this beat all over the place cuz I desire







While you're on the set let the cameras roll



Salt and Pepa are the stars, the world's the video



Your room is boomin' when we're on your stereo



So hold on tight, don't dare let go



We're the teachers, you're the students - class is in session



Pay attention boys and girls, and learn your lesson



We're running things, yes, we're taking over



You be the grass, we'll be the lawnmower



Never fakin' or takin', not givin' no slack



Not trying, succeeding cuz it's like that



Hot damn, how could you be so doggone dumb?



Trying to dis Salt and Pepa when we're number one?



But we excuse you cuz you're dippy, your mind's in a daze



Like every duck you're confused in so many ways



Giving nothing, taking all whether big or small



We got a ???? beat and it's dope, def y'all



Every day of the week you're at my beck and call



You wanna try me out? You don't have the gall cuz I desire