I`d like you to meet my mic, last name is phone
This is my house make yourself at home
Now see those chairs? Please just ignore them
Believe me, they`ll be no need for them
I got a rhyme, and I`d like to exploit it
You came in here so you cannot avoid it
This beat is hard, it`s as hard as atomic energy
Thinkin` as long as we`re rhymin` to it
And it`s addictive like smoking
Word to the parents, see, I`m not jokin`
You`d be a thief only this life is harmless
Couldn`t kick the habit if you tried your darndest
So don`t fight it, don`t fear it
Just take your hands, applause and cheer it
I gave you more than you ever expected
And when I did then you gave me respect
With your support we`re reachin` new heights
Salt and Pepa`s insanely hyped on the mic
My supporters are massive, my sound is passive
If I was you, I`d take time to ask if
Others you`ve heard really deserve to be ranked as the best
Great or supurb, to be or not to be, that`s a good question
How good they used to be, well I give less than a damn
Cuz the present day counts if you can`t rock a tone
I suggest you just count
I said please, but it`s not like I`m pleadin`
So don`t get supe, peasant, stop speedin`
Cuz I`m about to rain, and when I rain I don`t drizzle
It`s gettin` hot in here, we`re gonna sizzle
See, I understand that you had the dishes
But if it`s too hot, get out of the kitchen
Cuz frauds and fakes are the ones I don`t like
And they are the ones that get me hyped on the mic
I`m gonna play you for keeps, got a system in my teeth
Outside on the street people heard all of the beats
That I rapped or mastered so throw the wax on
Pepa is that strong, they can hear the last song
First class status, I`m a blessed event
God rocked the full-size for my silhoutte
Yes, solo this woman, rise all before me
??? jump on it
Don`t try to be cuz I will protest
Oh yes, I have an uzi I`ve been dyin` to test
Livin` larger than life but to be precise
I`m Pepa, much deffer when I`m crazy hyped on the mic
We`re gonna break it down to you how it should be broke
Rhymes written not ? and how it should be wrote
People jammin` not standin` and what you hope
A show funky not junky, you say rhymes are dope
??? he`d be madly hyped
Spinderella had to tell him, Boy, you ain`t my type
Get away from her, I tell you before she gets pissed
She`s got a left with a cut, and it`ll go like this
Started wheelin` doin` wheelies, but you were a big wheel
Started dealin` like a dealer, but you just couldn`t deal
As you flip like a freak the whole world just flopped
Couldn`t rock like a rocker so you just got rocked
I`m the defest gettin` deffer and ought to be kept
Take a breath between rhymes with a bet, tell `em Pep
Or let`s kick it like a kicker, the rhymes I kick
Like a sticker gets stuck to your butt I`ll stick
When the hype is gettin` hyper, when the hip-hop`s hype
Salt and Pepa, that`s right, you know we`re hyped on the mic
