We're on a mission
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Dissin' all of the opposition
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MCs, it's my butt you're kissin'
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Because I desire
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Yo, wait a minute, chill, I want ya all to hear
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Why rap is not a joke, for us it's a career
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Others try to imitate but none has come near
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So you see why everybody stands up and cheer
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And if you really think about it you know what it means
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To be a female rapper from the heart of Queens
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And see others dream about being supreme
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But once on the scene we start killing kings
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People claim we're too wild to tame
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On stage we behave like sizzlin' flame
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And oh, so cool when we rap you need a sweater
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The rhymes so tough you swear they're made of leather
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Get the best of your bunch, and I bet that we're better
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Tell 'em why, Pepa, tell 'em why - cuz I desire
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DJs come and go just like the wind
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But mine is better than all of them
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She's sharper than a razor when it comes to a cut
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More lethal than a laser if you wanna play rough
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Not the object of a show, subject to cut ??
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?? tell you Spinderella's dope
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Call her Spin for short but she don't take ??
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Wanna duel? You're a fool ??
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Choppin' beats for these until the turntables bleed
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Scratches so damn hard you'd swear the mixer had fleas
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She's the mutilator, music carnivore
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Spinderella rocks the records with a chainsaw
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You're still amazed by the way she plays
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Not a fad but a phase of the hip-hop craze which I desire
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Salt from the Pepa and my name is Cher
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From Queens, New York not Delaware
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I like my steak well-done cuz I hate it rare
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And I'm lovable and huggable like Yogi the Bear
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Pepa from the Salt so do not rip
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Cuz if you do I'll shift from first to fifth
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Lights out, it's heard, I thought you were dead
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Short, fading went I went upside your head
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So get back to the beat cuz the beat is bad
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The beat pro and the bass gets much impact
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The beats rock and just because the beat kicks bass
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We're gonna bounce this beat all over the place cuz I desire
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While you're on the set let the cameras roll
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Salt and Pepa are the stars, the world's the video
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Your room is boomin' when we're on your stereo
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So hold on tight, don't dare let go
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We're the teachers, you're the students - class is in session
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Pay attention boys and girls, and learn your lesson
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We're running things, yes, we're taking over
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You be the grass, we'll be the lawnmower
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Never fakin' or takin', not givin' no slack
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Not trying, succeeding cuz it's like that
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Hot damn, how could you be so doggone dumb?
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Trying to dis Salt and Pepa when we're number one?
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But we excuse you cuz you're dippy, your mind's in a daze
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Like every duck you're confused in so many ways
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Giving nothing, taking all whether big or small
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We got a ?? beat and it's dope, def y'all
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Every day of the week you're at my beck and call
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You wanna try me out? You don't have the gall cuz I desire
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I Desire
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| Salt 'N' Pepa |
