Hyped On The Mic by Salt N Pepa
Id 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, theyll be no need for them
I got a rhyme, and Id like to exploit it
You came in here so you cannot avoid it
This beat is hard, its as hard as atomic energy
Thinkin as long as were rhymin to it
And its addictive like smoking
Word to the parents, see, Im not jokin
Youd be a thief only this life is harmless
Couldnt kick the habit if you tried your darndest
So dont fight it, dont 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 were reachin new heights
Salt and pepas insanely hyped on the mic
My supporters are massive, my sound is passive
If I was you, Id take time to ask if
Others youve heard really deserve to be ranked as the best
Great or supurb, to be or not to be, thats a good question
How good they used to be, well I give less than a damn
Cuz the present day counts if you cant rock a tone
I suggest you just count
I said please, but its not like Im pleadin
So dont get supe, peasant, stop speedin
Cuz Im about to rain, and when I rain I dont drizzle
Its gettin hot in here, were gonna sizzle
See, I understand that you had the dishes
But if its too hot, get out of the kitchen
Cuz frauds and fakes are the ones I dont like
And they are the ones that get me hyped on the mic
Im 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, Im a blessed event
God rocked the full-size for my silhoutte
Yes, solo this woman, rise all before me
? ? ? jump on it
Dont try to be cuz I will protest
Oh yes, I have an uzi Ive been dyin to test
Livin larger than life but to be precise
Im pepa, much deffer when Im crazy hyped on the mic
Were 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
? ? ? hed be madly hyped
Spinderella had to tell him, boy, you aint my type
Get away from her, I tell you before she gets pissed
Shes got a left with a cut, and itll go like this
Started wheelin doin wheelies, but you were a big wheel
Started dealin like a dealer, but you just couldnt deal
As you flip like a freak the whole world just flopped
Couldnt rock like a rocker so you just got rocked
Im the defest gettin deffer and ought to be kept
Take a breath between rhymes with a bet, tell em pep
Or lets kick it like a kicker, the rhymes I kick
Like a sticker gets stuck to your butt Ill stick
When the hype is gettin hyper, when the hip-hops hype
Salt and pepa, thats right, you know were hyped on the mic