Salt N Pepa - Hyped On The Mic lyrics
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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
