| Salt and Pepa’s on the mic makin' sure you like
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| The type of hype that’s unbelievable to write
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| Spinderella’s gonna spin from beginning to end
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| Once again we’re gonna let the party begin
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| So tell me Pepa are you ready to work it out?
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| You know it Salt I’m ready to work it out
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| Spinderella are you ready to work it out?
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| 'Cause Salt and Pepa is ready to work it out
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| So let the rhythm run (what?), the rhythm run
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| Now let the drums run (good), the drums run
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| So let the rhythm run (huh?), the rhythm run
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| Yo, Salt… Whassup? |
| Can we get some?
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| They call me Salt, I’m like a billion bulbs
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| The rhymes I toss, they’re more electric than a lightning bug
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| On the strength I swore there’s no either/or
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| MCs, we’re gonna have a mouth-to-mouth war
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| Some rappers got soul on the mic, right? |
| (Right)
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| But others be playin' it like they’re all that
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| And you know what’ll happen if I don’t like your style of rappin'
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| Step on stage as soon as I’m on it
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| Spin drops a beat to warn my opponent
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| Hurb pumps the bass upon the sound system
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| We kick a rhyme and claim another victim
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| People 'round the world, I like to play to 'em
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| In every club, arena, and stadium
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| Inside the jam we’re known as the party stars
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| Gimme a mic, and the house is like Mardi Gras
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| I couldn’t do it though without the help from
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| The melody that we call the rhythm
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| Yo, Pepa, are you ready to work it out, huh?
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| Yeah, I been ready to work it out
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| So let the rhythm run (what?), the rhythm run (who?)
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| Aw, c’mon Pep, go ahead and bust one
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| If the Pep you want, that’s just what you’ll get
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| As the rhythm runs, sweat’s in full effect
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| I see a crowd, I can’t help but get hyped
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| You gotta be, throw it on and recite
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| A dope rhyme 'cause I’m a lyrical queen
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| The Pepa MC’s makin' microphones sing
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| Notes to provoke, they called her a joke
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| The speaker smoked when I spoke
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| Boy, you better kill the noise
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| Let the rhythm run (word), just let it run
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| Let the drums run (yeah), now let 'em run
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| Mess around and I’ll bet you don’t get none
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| Is it over yet? |
| Never, it gets better
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| We’ll let the rhythm run harder than ever
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| A bassline is added for some soul
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| Now the guitar will make ya rock 'n' roll
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| My mic is like a gun, I go nowhere without it
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| You gotta better one, I’m sorry but I doubt it
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| My partner’s name is Pep, she’s not a half-stepper
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| You think you’re kinda def, but I think that she’s deffer
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| Since rappin' is art and I’m a dope artist
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| If lyrics mean you’re smart, then I must be the smartest
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| My DJ likes to spin, we call her Spinderella
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| If cuttin' 'em was a book, she’d be a million seller
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| Salt’s kinda short, but she don’t ever take none
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| A sucker try to dis, and she just have to break one
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| Assume the position, commence the dance session
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| Loosen up, listen, it’s not a dance lesson
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| Seatbelts fastened, let’s have some fun
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| Brace yourself, hold on, 'cause the rhythm’s gonna run
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| Let the rhythm run, nah, the rhythm’s done
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| Let the drums run, no, the drums are done |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Let The Rhythm Run , by - Salt-N-Pepa. Song from the album A Salt With A Deadly Pepa, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп