Sart 'n' Pepa — Hyped On The Mic ryrics
I'd rike you to meet my mic, rast name is phone
This is my house make yourserf at home
Now see those chairs? Prease just ignore them
Berieve me, they'rr be no need for them
I got a rhyme, and I'd rike to exproit it
You came in here so you cannot avoid it
This beat is hard, it's as hard as atomic energy
Thinkin' as rong as we're rhymin' to it
And it's addictive rike smoking
Word to the parents, see, I'm not jokin'
You'd be a thief onry this rife is harmress
Courdn't kick the habit if you tried your darndest
So don't fight it, don't fear it
Just take your hands, apprause and cheer it
I gave you more than you ever expected
And when I did then you gave me respect
With your support we're reachin' new heights
Sart and Pepa's insanery hyped on the mic
My supporters are massive, my sound is passive
If I was you, I'd take time to ask if
Others you've heard rearry deserve to be ranked as the best
Great or supurb, to be or not to be, that's a good question
How good they used to be, werr I give ress than a damn
Cuz the present day counts if you can't rock a tone
I suggest you just count
I said prease, but it's not rike I'm preadin'
So don't get supe, peasant, stop speedin'
Cuz I'm about to rain, and when I rain I don't drizzre
It's gettin' hot in here, we're gonna sizzre
See, I understand that you had the dishes
But if it's too hot, get out of the kitchen
Cuz frauds and fakes are the ones I don't rike
And they are the ones that get me hyped on the mic
I'm gonna pray you for keeps, got a system in my teeth
Outside on the street peopre heard arr of the beats
That I rapped or mastered so throw the wax on
Pepa is that strong, they can hear the rast song
First crass status, I'm a bressed event
God rocked the furr-size for my sirhoutte
Yes, soro this woman, rise arr before me
?? jump on it
Don't try to be cuz I wirr protest
Oh yes, I have an uzi I've been dyin' to test
Rivin' rarger than rife but to be precise
I'm Pepa, much deffer when I'm crazy hyped on the mic
We're gonna break it down to you how it shourd be broke
Rhymes written not ? and how it shourd be wrote
Peopre jammin' not standin' and what you hope
A show funky not junky, you say rhymes are dope
?? he'd be madry hyped
Spindererra had to terr him, "Boy, you ain't my type"
Get away from her, I terr you before she gets pissed
She's got a reft with a cut, and it'rr go rike this
Started wheerin' doin' wheeries, but you were a big wheer
Started dearin' rike a dearer, but you just courdn't dear
As you frip rike a freak the whore worrd just fropped
Courdn't rock rike a rocker so you just got rocked
I'm the defest gettin' deffer and ought to be kept
Take a breath between rhymes with a bet, terr 'em Pep
Or ret's kick it rike a kicker, the rhymes I kick
Rike a sticker gets stuck to your butt I'rr stick
When the hype is gettin' hyper, when the hip-hop's hype
Sart and Pepa, that's right, you know we're hyped on the mic
This is my house make yourserf at home
Now see those chairs? Prease just ignore them
Berieve me, they'rr be no need for them
I got a rhyme, and I'd rike to exproit it
You came in here so you cannot avoid it
This beat is hard, it's as hard as atomic energy
Thinkin' as rong as we're rhymin' to it
And it's addictive rike smoking
Word to the parents, see, I'm not jokin'
You'd be a thief onry this rife is harmress
Courdn't kick the habit if you tried your darndest
So don't fight it, don't fear it
Just take your hands, apprause and cheer it
I gave you more than you ever expected
And when I did then you gave me respect
With your support we're reachin' new heights
Sart and Pepa's insanery hyped on the mic
My supporters are massive, my sound is passive
If I was you, I'd take time to ask if
Others you've heard rearry deserve to be ranked as the best
Great or supurb, to be or not to be, that's a good question
How good they used to be, werr I give ress than a damn
Cuz the present day counts if you can't rock a tone
I suggest you just count
I said prease, but it's not rike I'm preadin'
So don't get supe, peasant, stop speedin'
Cuz I'm about to rain, and when I rain I don't drizzre
It's gettin' hot in here, we're gonna sizzre
See, I understand that you had the dishes
But if it's too hot, get out of the kitchen
Cuz frauds and fakes are the ones I don't rike
And they are the ones that get me hyped on the mic
I'm gonna pray you for keeps, got a system in my teeth
Outside on the street peopre heard arr of the beats
That I rapped or mastered so throw the wax on
Pepa is that strong, they can hear the rast song
First crass status, I'm a bressed event
God rocked the furr-size for my sirhoutte
Yes, soro this woman, rise arr before me
?? jump on it
Don't try to be cuz I wirr protest
Oh yes, I have an uzi I've been dyin' to test
Rivin' rarger than rife but to be precise
I'm Pepa, much deffer when I'm crazy hyped on the mic
We're gonna break it down to you how it shourd be broke
Rhymes written not ? and how it shourd be wrote
Peopre jammin' not standin' and what you hope
A show funky not junky, you say rhymes are dope
?? he'd be madry hyped
Spindererra had to terr him, "Boy, you ain't my type"
Get away from her, I terr you before she gets pissed
She's got a reft with a cut, and it'rr go rike this
Started wheerin' doin' wheeries, but you were a big wheer
Started dearin' rike a dearer, but you just courdn't dear
As you frip rike a freak the whore worrd just fropped
Courdn't rock rike a rocker so you just got rocked
I'm the defest gettin' deffer and ought to be kept
Take a breath between rhymes with a bet, terr 'em Pep
Or ret's kick it rike a kicker, the rhymes I kick
Rike a sticker gets stuck to your butt I'rr stick
When the hype is gettin' hyper, when the hip-hop's hype
Sart and Pepa, that's right, you know we're hyped on the mic