| I stepped into a basement party in Brooklyn
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| The brothers was looking as soon as I put a foot in
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| A female walked up to me and said «Latifah bust a line»
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| I don’t think you’re on the strength, show me the time
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| I said «If you really want to do this, we can do this, fine
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| Take six paces and begin to rhyme»
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| As soon as she attempted to make a sound
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| I ate her up with the verb, broke her down with the noun
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| Cause I hate it when someone challenges with me but cannot balance with me
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| I get annoyed when they can’t go blow for blow
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| I get pissed when I hear the lyrics a sucker brings
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| Ha ha, I was thinking the same thing
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| Well I was approached by a whole damn group of them
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| Rhyme fiends, biters, and bums
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| Took me kind of light, said they wanted to fight
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| I kinda got uptight (You didn’t do what I think you did?) Yeah, right!
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| Bash! |
| went the first, Smash! |
| went the next one
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| He started, he started to run
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| But to his surprise, his feet must have slipped
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| Cause I snapped that neck before the second step
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| You see you may speculate, but everybody knows
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| Not one amatuer can deal with the pros
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| These are the pros, coming now from Queen Latifah and Daddy-O
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| And if you want to hear some more then just follow
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| If you like the smooth chanted lyrics then just say «Bo bo bo!»
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| There was a time that a man could go
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| Anyplace, anywhere without a Rambo
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| But now me have to keep me pistol loaded with rhyme
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| Have to deal with bad breath biters that step out of line
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| So when they make a move them surely get a taste of it
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| I’m Daddy-O and I don’t quit
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| So feel the flow, y’all, because you’re under attack
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| ]From my rhymes, cause I’m writing swift rhymes in stacks
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| And four words to the wack, just «Stay the hell back»
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| Cause it’s a fact if you’re wack you ain’t saying jack
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| So we can go rhyme for rhyme if you wish
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| But eating you suckers is my favorite dish
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| And I warned you suckers if you messed with me
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| You’ll be the next ingredient in my recipe
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| Start and don’t finish, I’ll hunt you down
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| And you can’t run forever, so you’ll be found
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| And with nowhere to run, and nowhere to hide
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| How you wanna be eaten, boy, baked or fried?
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| These are the pros, coming now from Queen Latifah and Daddy-O
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| And if you want to hear some more then just follow
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| If you like the smooth chanted lyrics then just say «Bo bo bo!» |
| (Repeat 2x)
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| It’s Latifah the Queen, pioneer of the mainstream
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| I flow just like a pro cause it’s the same thing
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| Suckers have to realize how foolish they sound
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| So button your lips and stop trying to be down
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| I caught you out there (How many times?) A lot of times
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| Cause when it comes to mine, you know I gotta rhyme
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| Stepping to the right, to the left
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| To the best place, well I have to face
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| A sucker like a pooh-butt, weak and soft
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| Riding my brastrap trying to get off
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| Understand and know, if you want to go
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| You’d better be ready to flow cause I’m a pro
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| These are the pros, coming now from Queen Latifah and Daddy-O
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| And if you want to hear more then just follow
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| If you like the smooth chanted lyrics then just say «Bo bo bo!» |
| (Repeat 2x)
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| We wax floors with bums, make mocks out of some
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| Sting 'em hard, and watch them complain how it stung
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| Kidnap the babysitter, lock 'em inside a box
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| Daddy-O and the true blue Queen of Rock
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| These are the pros, coming now from Queen Latifah and Daddy-O
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| And if you want to hear more then just follow
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| If you like the smooth chanted lyrics then just say «Bo bo bo!» |
| (Repeat 4x) |