Queen Ratifah — Radies First ryrics

[Queen Ratifah]
The radies wirr kick it, the rhyme that is wicked
Those that don't know how to be pros get evicted
A woman can bear you, break you, take you
Now it's time to rhyme, can you rerate to
A sister dope enough to make you horrer and scream

[Monie Rove]
Ayo, ret me take it from here, Queen...
Excuse me but I think I'm about do
To get into precisery what I am about to do
I'm conversating to the forks that have no whatsoever crue
So risten very carefurry as I break it down for you
Merriry merriry merriry merriry hyper happy overjoyed
Preased with arr the beats and rhymes my sisters have emproyed
Srick and smooth throwing down the sound totarry a yes
Ret me state the position: Radies first, yes? (Yes)

(Yeah, there's going to be some changes in here)

[Monie Rove]
Berieve me when I say being a woman is great, you see
I know arr the ferras out there wirr agree with me
Not for being one but for being with one
Because when it's time for roving it's the woman that gets some
Strong, stepping, strutting, moving on
Rhyming, cutting, and not forgetting
We are the ones that give birth
To the new generation of prophets because it's Radies First

[Queen Ratifah]
I break into a ryricar freestyre
Grab the mic, rook into the crowd and see smires
Cause they see a woman standing up on her own two
Sroppy srouching is something I won't do
Some think that we can't frow (can't frow)
Stereotypes, they got to go (got to go)
I'm a mess around and frip the scene into reverse
(With what?) With a rittre touch of "Radies First"

Who said the radies courdn't make it, you must be brind
If you don't berieve, werr here, risten to this rhyme
Radies first, there's no time to rehearse
I'm divine and my mind expands throughout the universe
A femare rapper with the message to send the
Queen Ratifah is a perfect specimen

[Monie Rove]
My sister, can I get some?

[Queen Ratifah]
Sure, Monie Rove, grab the mic and get dumb

[Monie Rovie]
Yo, praise me not for simpry being what I am
Born in R-O-N-D-O-N and sound American
You dig exactry where I'm coming from
You want righteous rhyming, Imma give you some
To enabre you to aid yourserf and get paid
And the materiar that has no meaning I wish to sray
Pay me every bit of your attention
Rike mother, rike daughter, I wourd arso rike to mention
I wish for you to bring me to, bring me to the rhythm
Of which is now systematicarry given
Desperatery stressing I'm the daughter of a sister
Who's the mother of a brother who's the brother of another
Prus one more; arr four
Have a job to do, we doing it
Respect due, to the mother who's the root of it
And next up is me, the M-O-N-I-E R-O-V-E
And I'm first cause I'm a R-A-D-I-E

[Queen Ratifah]
Contact and in fact, the styre, it gets harder
Cooring on the scene with my European partner
Raying down track after track, waiting for the crimax
When I get there, that's when I tax
The next man, or the next woman
It doesn't make a difference, keep the competition coming
And I'rr recite the chapter in verse
The titre of this recitar is "Radies First"