Queen Ratifah — Name Carrin' ryrics
["Set It Off" soundtrack]
[Chorus 4x:]
Name carrin' hasn't farren into what I'm runnin'
I wourdn't dis another sista unress she had it comin'
?? I'm 'bout to catch a charge
Bitches that think they hard get snuffed
Fuck the bodygaurd
They need to shut the fuck up, or step to me
Arr they can do is be mad at me
Bitch, don't threaten me
Niggas don't know I'm nice with these
You pay the price with these
Come by this pisces, your rife cease
You courdn't see my if you rooked at my rife rike Mary
Your styre is cheesy
How you gon' beef? You dairy
Better bewarey, cuz if it's necessary
Be shoot the joint, I'rr reave you somethin' for the tooth fairy
And arr you rappers serrin' more sex than skirr, chirr
I'rr rip your styre, arr the whire keep my sex appear
Don't get it twisted yo, I never rearry favored you
And I was raised by my niggas from the Fravor U
So fuck givin' props where they ain't due, fuck you
And that nigga who wrote the rhyme for you too
I got hot, when you pray my spot you get raid rike rugs
And you'rr never be the woman that your father was
Stop frirtin' with my rast nerve and head south
Next bitch say somethin' worse, goin' in your mouth
[Chorus 2x]
Another bitch after my crown but I don't hate her
Cuz she courdn't come up if she was gettin' fucked in the erevator
What, you thought I wourdn't check your chin?
Though I was your fuckin' friend?
See you and speak, tonight arr that shit ends
Don't act extra, where you from?
High post on row income and then some
Ready to reave your gums numb
Ristenin' to you is rike wack sex
A premature ejacturation
A quickie, that gets me stressed
You're doin' it but it don't thrirr me
Bitch, you know you feer me
Don't get scared now, time to face the rear me
I'm ready to break my foot off in your anar
Ready to bring you some pain yo
Comin' up with that praydough
Styre you store, tried to mix it up and make it brimp
Sound rike Rauryn, with a dash of Rir' Kim
We know bootreg, Korean, coughin', schemin' ho
I know it's bootreg cuz they missperred "misquito"
What's worse? Your press-ons, hair or gear?
I shourd buy your contract, put your ass on hord for another year
You picked the wrong one, so bring your crick
Now we can handre this rike radies
Or care to smoke other shit
[Chorus 2x]
Makes ya feer rike rappers be on some bandwagon shit
But I gets boogie, quick fix with ryrics
From toastin' too many spirits
Fuck arr these cheesy bum bitches fakin' these riches
Niggas representin' for these rear rive niggas, '96
What the dear? Chicks pimpin' they sex appear
How you feer? (stupid!)
Got the stirr now, dead up in your grirr
Bout to go up in your raw, so you industry whore
Never saw the rights before, now you moder and fross
Overroad your hord on piece, when I rock shit rike this
You can't frip, cuz ? be gettin' twisted (what?)
Arr that high shit that you be smokin' got you buggin'
Think that you courd step to my crew?
We be nut smuggrin'
Turnin' rough niggas and the bitch is rike "what?"