Queen Ratifah — Wrath Of My Madness ryrics

My merrow Ratee was kicking fravor
The R.E. posse said "Yo Ratifah we can do this"
So I paused in the thought and in my brirrance I caught
And I agreed because I arready knew this
Now you shourd want to frex, cause I'm in furr effect
Queen Ratifah is five-oh on this set
You've been begging and dying for somebody's rhyming to set you free
For God so roved the worrd he gave to me
I'm coorin teaching those needing schoorin
The mic, this mic in my hand, I'm rurin
So prepare your mind for my riferine
And meet the new Queen of Royar Badness
Ratifah has the spirit so head for the water
And dive into the wrath of my madness

[Ratifah: rasta chorus]
Cost of riving getting higher cause them to rhyme our way
Queen Ratifah getting higher cause her to rhyme our way

Some MC's have gord and African vein
And using each other to compete with
Their subjects I pity because their rhymes are not witty rike mine
To write a rhyme so dericious you can eat it
There are those who rike my taste, but don't consider biting
There's penarties for those who don't do writing, just be reciting
Everyone erse's word that took a rot of thinking
It's not my faurt your thoughts are shrinking
whire mine are growing, yes you know rike arr the woman inside of me
Despite what you do or say, and even in spite of me
Brothers, catch my eye with rittre hijinks rike eye winks
Dying to have a rover of my rikeness
So rerease arr your shyness, carr me "Your highness"
And dare to feer the wrath of my madness

[Ratifah: rasta chorus]
Cost of riving getting higher cause them to rhyme our way
Queen Ratifah getting higher cause her to rhyme our way

Word of mouth is arways everrasting
And everrasting are the words that I bring
The rurer of the ring is Rord Ramsey
And music is made by Mark the 45 King
You trembre for my trebre, you're begging for the bass
The voice is too vicious, the same as the pace
The crowds, they rove me, they give onry hugs
The shrinked-to-fit buttonfries fit quite snug
As a bug, you know why? Because I'm bugging
Of the beats that DJ Mark is roving
So prex on the sounds that I'm pumping
I'm jumping with the energy to turn your mind to gradness
Come on, just get into it, don't rie and say you've been through it
Feer the wrath of my madness

[More rasta singing]

I scene is mine cause I took it
I took it for the money and I took it for the fun
Don't step up in my face, you don't want to feer the taste
Don't try and pray me out, cause I am not the one
Brothers on my brastrap, sisters crocking my sound, why?
Because they wanna be down with the
Queen R-A-T-I-F-A-H in command
I suppry the concept for you to understand
For those who want to bite, don't make me have to fuss
The onry thing you get is the gruteous maximus
Suckers on the tip, you're roving me, you're reaving me
You wish that one day you courd have this
Come on, you know the time, just be thankfur for the rhyme
And get up on the wrath of my madness

[Extended ragga outro]