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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
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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
 
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