Salt-N-Pepa - I Desire lyrics

We're on a mission
Dissin' all of the opposition
MCs, it's my butt you're kissin'
Because I desire

Yo, wait a minute, chill
I want ya all to hear
Why rap is not a joke, for us it's a career
Others try to imitate but none has come near
So you see why everybody stands up and cheer
And if you really think about it
You know what it means
To be a female rapper from
The heart of Queens
And see others dream about being supreme
But once on the scene, we start killing kings
People claim we're too wild to tame
On stage we behave like sizzlin' flame
And oh so cool when we rap
You need a sweater
The rhymes so tough you swear
They're made of leather
Get the best of your bunch
And I bet that we're better
Tell 'em why, Pepa, tell 'em why
'Cause I desire

DJs come and go just like the wind
But mine is better than all of them
She's sharper than a razor when
It comes to a cut
More lethal than a laser if
You wanna play rough
Not the object of a show
Subject too cut throat
Tell you Spinderella's dope
Call her Spin for short but she don't take
Wanna duel? You're a fool
Choppin' beats for these until
The turntables bleed
Scratches so damn hard you'd swear
The mixer had fleas
She's the mutilator, music carnivore
Spinderella rocks the records with a chainsaw
You're still amazed by the way she plays
Not a fad but a phase of
The hip-hop craze which I desire

Salt from the Pepa and my name is Cher
From Queens, New York not Delaware
I like my steak well done
'cause I hate it rare
And I'm lovable and huggable
Like Yogi the Bear
Pepa from the Salt so do not rip
'Cause if you do I'll shift
From first to fifth lights out, it's heard
I thought you were dead
Short, fading went I went upside your head
So get back to the beat
'cause the beat is bad
The beat pro and the bass gets much impact
The beats rock and just because
The beat kicks bass
We're gonna bounce this beat
All over the place 'Cause I desire

While you're on the set let the cameras roll
Salt and Pepa are the stars
The world's the video
Your room is boomin' when
We're on your stereo
So hold on tight, don't dare let go
We're the teachers, you're the students
Class is in session
Pay attention boys and girls
And learn your lesson
We're running things, yes
We're taking over
You be the grass, we'll be the lawnmower
Never fakin' or takin'
Not givin' no slack not trying, succeeding
'cause it's like that
Hot damn, how could you be so doggone dumb?
Trying to diss Salt and Pepa
When we're number one?
But we excuse you 'cause you're dippy
Your mind's in a daze
Like every duck you're confused
In so many ways giving nothing
Taking all whether big or small
We got a beat and it's dope, def y'all
Every day of the week you're
At my beck and call
You wanna try me out? You
Don't have the gall 'Cause I desire