Shanté gets wicked as I kick it
Booty MCs better ease 'fore I stick it
So far the ??? can't even find it
Music is my business, and so you better mind it
Cause if I see your nose, end it I'm a bend it
Send it to the hospital to be mended
There's too many stank skanks wanna be top rank
??? MCs are gonna be shanked
Sucker MCs I despise, who try to rise
Up with the same old style as ???
Boom is the sound of the bass and I kick it
In your face, in the place, MCs get a taste
But before you eat it up, let me heat it up
And wash your face, just in case I wanna beat it up
You can't sit, you wanna get with the shit
That makes you have a fit 'bout every time you hear it
I drop rhymes hard as ??? on your head
Sleepin' MCs are already in the bed
This is a wake-up call as I break up all
Bullshit MCs in the rap world
You can't test the ??? this
And I don't miss, I just bust you with a fist
Blood, pus, and other stuff is gonna ooze out
Girl you're gonna lose out, break the ??? shoes out
And you still can't go up against me
I'll have you livin' on the ???
WKRP, now what kind of ??? will pose a threat to me?
Not one, son, they all got done
Cause none of those sorry MCs are number one
Ah, here we go see kick it
Cause Shanté gets wicked
Shanté gets wicked as I kick it
("Get wicked!")
("Let me tell you somethin')
("Shanté's performin' and it's gonna be wicked")
("Go on, girl!") ("Get wicked!")
I get wicked 'til the jam is done
Somebody yelled out "The bitch got a gun"
But yo, look again, that's not what I'm holdin'
Just your attention and the mic. I rolled in
To the party, I didn't have to reach
They already had a mic so ???
Just the ???, what a joke
I pulled myself together, then I broke
Fool, I took em to school in a duel
So I taught as I fought, and it's a ???
Understand the ways that my mind works
And what's at stake cause I break when I find jerks
Holdin' a mic, but they're not hype enough
Cause that's the type of stuff that makes me ride 'em rough
And that's why they're in a cat's eye
And I'm unannounced when I pounce to to the rest. Try
To escape the hills they're heading for
Ride it for life and I might keep sheddin' more
Than you can take, so put on your darker shades
And here we go cause I'm gonna spark the page
And rip parties apart with a passion
I move your butt and that's what brings the cash in
I saw you run for the dance floor and when your pants tore
You just kept movin' like ants or
Beetles were in your drawers, watch the needle ???
With the ??? is gonna cut into my jaws, pause
Stand clear as the mic is grabbed
The girl is here and MCs is stabbed
Not with a knife but a rhyme and ???
And something you care for and therefore you shank
Egos are bleedin' three rows of rappers
Pleadin' that I hold back but I'm proceedin'
To give a bunch of rhymes and the punch of
A champ, as I ??? to the hunch of
Victory, it's no small trick to be
Rhymin' off strong, yo that sounds slick to me
So I'ma drop somethin' really really rough on ya
I know you want it, don't even try to bluff on it
Yeah, you didn't think that I could kick it
Cause Shanté gets wicked
Shanté gets wicked as I kick it
("Get wicked!")
("Let me tell you somethin')
("Shanté's performin' and it's gonna be wicked")
("Go on, girl!") ("Get wicked!")
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