It's Alright

Hey a, forward the music selector

We get tougher, aye [unverified]

Salt and Pepa draw the people into hysterics

With the serious lyrics, right?

It's alright

We gonna take it to the top

We're gonna make your body rock

And we got, we got, we got, gotta make it hot

So come, get on, hop on the dance floor

If you want to declare war, it's alright

It's alright

Now it's ruckus time in the place tonight

Salt and Pepa has just commandeered the mic

Herby the producer ain't no joke

He always makes sure the beats are dope

When I explore

I take you down to the core

Wanted by the

FBI as a wicked outlaw

For torturing and murdering

MCsWho try to recreate def rhymes like these

On stage I'm a terror, mascara don't smear a [unverified]

Stockings don't run, and men don't dare a

Speak out and disrespect

Salt and Pepa

We smash M

Cs with one big stepper

Here to rule,

MCs I school

The mic's my tool,

I'm no one's fool

That's right,

I said it, the girl's got brains

And my full name is

Cheryl James, alright

It's alright

It came straight from the mouth rhymes

I disperse

I save sucker duck rappers to quench my thirst

I sucker all suckers by selling a dream

When I serve and strengthen any rap team

We'll ignite and your crew just melt like wax

So tell your family and your friends that we're here to attack

We prepare to win a battle at any cost

Just remember duck rapper, it's not my loss, it's alright

It's alright

And when I rhyme a funky rhyme till my throat is sore

When I rhyme till you just can't take no more

You disagree?

Kill the noise 'cuz you know

I canJust place the microphone inside my hand

And watch me rhyme a funky lyrics

You gotta admit, you disagree?

Ask your man even he's on it'

Cuz when I wanna show damage,

I'll explode

At a wink of an eye rhymes

I'll reload, it's alright

It's alright

Now when we came, we saw, we conquered

Because you tried to be bold, you tried to be bad

You tried to get ill, you tried to fake mad

Whip out my microphone and turtle wax that ass

So don't mess around, don't make me laugh

You gotta be jokin', you will get broken

I'll burn you and leave your ashes smokin'

Then I'll put you in my hand, blow you into the wind

So you better notify your next of kin, alright

It's alright

Rip it again, right, it's alright

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