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roxanne shanté - shanté gets wicked lyrics

(“let me tell you somethin'”)
(“shanté’s performin’ and it’s gonna be wicked”)

[verse 1]
shanté gets wicked as i kick it
booty mcs better ease ‘fore i stick it
so far the [?] can’t even find it
music is my business, and so you better mind it
cause if i see your nose, end it i’m a bend it
send it to the hospital to be mended
there’s too many stank skanks wanna be top rank
[?] mcs are gonna be shanked
sucker mcs i despise, who try to rise
up with the same old style as [?]
boom is the sound of the b-ss and i kick it
in your face, in the place, mcs get a taste
but before you eat it up, let me heat it up
and wash your face, just in case i wanna beat it up
you can’t sit, you wanna get with the sh-t
that makes you have a fit ’bout every time you hear it
i drop rhymes hard as [?] on your head
sleepin’ mcs are already in the bed
this is a wake-up call as i break up all
bullsh-t mcs in the rap world
you can’t test the [?] this
and i don’t miss, i just bust you with a fist
blood, pus, and other stuff is gonna ooze out
girl you’re gonna lose out, break the [?] shoes out
and you still can’t go up against me
i’ll have you livin’ on the [?]
wkrp, now what kind of [?] will pose a threat to me?
not one, son, they all got done
cause none of those sorry mcs are number one
ah, here we go see kick it
cause shanté gets wicked

[hook]
shanté gets wicked as i kick it
(“get wicked!”)
(“let me tell you somethin’)
(“shanté’s performin’ and it’s gonna be wicked”)
(“go on, girl!”) (“get wicked!”)

[verse 2]
i get wicked ’til the jam is done
somebody yelled out “the b-tch got a gun”
but yo, look again, that’s not what i’m holdin’
just your attention and the mic. i rolled in
to the party, i didn’t have to reach
they already had a mic so [?]
just the [?], what a joke
i pulled myself together, then i broke
fool, i took em to school in a duel
so i taught as i fought, and it’s a [?]
understand the ways that my mind works
and what’s at stake cause i break when i find jerks
holdin’ a mic, but they’re not hype enough
cause that’s the type of stuff that makes me ride ’em rough
and that’s why they’re in a cat’s eye
and i’m unannounced when i pounce to to the rest. try
to escape the hills they’re heading for
ride it for life and i might keep sheddin’ more
than you can take, so put on your darker shades
and here we go cause i’m gonna spark the page
and rip parties apart with a p-ssion
i move your b-tt and that’s what brings the cash in
i saw you run for the dance floor and when your pants tore
you just kept movin’ like ants or
beetles were in your drawers, watch the needle [?]
with the [?] is gonna cut into my jaws, pause
stand clear as the mic is grabbed
the girl is here and mcs is stabbed
not with a knife but a rhyme and [?]
and something you care for and therefore you shank
egos are bleedin’ three rows of rappers
pleadin’ that i hold back but i’m proceedin’
to give a bunch of rhymes and the punch of
a champ, as i [?] to the hunch of
victory, it’s no small trick to be
rhymin’ off strong, yo that sounds slick to me
so i’ma drop somethin’ really really rough on ya
i know you want it, don’t even try to bluff on it
yeah, you didn’t think that i could kick it
cause shanté gets wicked

[hook]

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