verse 1]

For starters peace to all the marters and all the pioneers

Cheers! Here's to a new breed of broad

Yeah we like it raw

Comin' to the floor I'll be ???? like ????

Look up in the sky it's a bird it's a plane

Nope honey's from the ??? y'all familiar with the name

I'll be worse than any alien predator or ????

Witch from the East tell 'em how to spell it...



[hook]

The R... the A... the H

The D... the I... the G... the G... the A... x4



[verse 2]

I'm prime time, you're on local or cable

I'll battle you on your dick and then watse the label

Hit you with heat sweeter than vanilla candy

Flip it type wicked like cinderella family

(Fo' what) For tryin' to step to a Rah situation

Less rhymin' years, less formal education

Gettin' less Benz' than a BBS

Less hype in the street. an' you writin' even less

You ain't fresh... MCs goin' crazy

Nah, you ain't fresh, y'all can never out-blaze me

Less know how, more ho' now

Stay up out of grown folks biz, before I show you motherfuckers

Yappin' all day about who proved it best

Take a few deep breaths, puff the budda cest

Continue to bless any track that come this way

Nine nigga nine nigga, on that ????



[hook]



[verse 3]

Peace to my peeps, from Jers' to Manhattan

Bitches on the freeway chit chattin in pig latin

Heads and ??? now, all this road war

Waitin' in the bay for some niggas to roll on

The kinda heads take the ghetto approach

???? out the opposition or strangle the coach

Flashin' marijuana in my Dolce & Gabana

?????????????????, if they don't have no manners

Soon to be called the dopest MC my little junior

Playin the game and being a coach like Tuna

Mad, when I say go, B-Girl original

Want more than Chocolaté

Where the chicks at? Hoes might oppose

But most chicks happy I can rock without takin' off my clothes

And all the niggas say "(beep) this bitch is (beep)...

Ain't heard a broad rip like that since MC Lyte"



[hook