It's the Lady Of Rage, still kicking up dust
So um m, let me loosen up my bra strap
And umm, let me boost ya with
'Cause I'ma break it down to
the nitty- gritty one time
When it comes to the lyrics
This grand diva's runnin' shit with the
speed of a cheetah, meet a
Lyrical murderer, I'm servin' 'em
like two scoops of chocolate
I'm the one that's throwin' bolos,
To find out I'm the number one solo,
The capital R- A now take
I bring the things to light,
but you still can't see me
I flow like a monthly you
For those that try to punk me, here's
No need to say mo', check the flow
Rage in effect once mo', so
I'll tap that butt, wax the cuts,
So put your money on the bread winner
I kick lyrics so dope that the
brothers call 'em head spinners
From the rising to the setting of the sun
I consume the room with doom
When I hear the kick of a 808 bass,
I'm hittin' so hard you could say it's a grand slam,
Of the rhythm (fresh) that I give 'em
Let it hit 'em, split 'em,
did it now I'm rid of 'em, yeah
I put that on my unborn kids
Rage in effect so you know how it is
I've continued to lay you
Flat on your back from the
the Rage then tough tit- ty
I pi- ty the fool, that gets
With the lyrical murderer 'cause my
You wanna get with the wickedness,
Big batti girl that's kickin it,
rippin' it apart like Jason
Are you ready for the cream
I'm steam pressuring those
I keep com petitors stuck
In the muck with they butt up,
Like cashew, don't you know
that I will mash you? For real
I'm straight out of Farmville, VA
Huh, I am the roughest, roughest,
roughest (say what? Say what?)
I am the toughest, toughest,
I am the roughest, roughest,
roughest (say what? Say what? Say what?)
I am the toughest, toughest,
I am the roughest, roughest,
roughest (Say what? say what?)
I am the toughest, toughest,
I am the roughest, roughest,
roughest (say what? Say what? Say what?)
I am the toughest, toughest,
Get with the uh, roughest, roughest
Get with the uh, toughest,
Get with the uh, roughest,
Get with the uh, toughest,
Get with the uh, wickedness, roughest
The indo blow and the grass grow
Snoop Doggy Dogg, still don't love a ho
Women, back down and bow down
to my motherfuckin' homegirl
She rocks rough and stuff
Handcuffed an d she busts
guaranteed to tear shit up
You know what I'm sayin'?
