Hyped On The Mic Lyrics - A Salt With A Deadly Pepa - Salt N Pepa

I'd like you to meet my mic, last name is Phone 

This is my house make yourself at home, now 

See those chairs? Please just ignore them 

Believe me, they'll be no need for them 

I got a rhyme, and I'd like to exploit it 

You came in here so you cannot avoid it 

This beat is hard, it's as hard as a diamond 

And it keeps kickin' as long as we're rhymin' to it 

And it's addictive like smoking 

Word to the parents, see, I'm not jokin' 

You'll be a fiend only this type is harmless 

Couldn't kick the habit if you tried your darnedest 

So don't fight it, don't fear it 

Just take your hands off yours and cheer it 

I gave you more than you ever expected 

And when I did that you gave me respect 

With your support we're reachin' new heights 

Salt-N-Pepa's insanely 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 really deserve to be ranked as the best 

Great or suburb, to be or not to be, that's a good question 

How good they used to be, well, I give less than a damn 

'Cuz the present that counts if you can't rock the mic 

I suggest you dis-mount 

I said please, but it's not like I'm pleadin' 

So don't get supe, peasant, stop speedin' 

'Cuz I'm about to rain, and when I rain I don't drizzle 

It's gettin' hot in here, we're gonna sizzle 

See, I understand that you have been itchin' 

But if it's too hot, get out of the kitchen 

'Cuz frauds and fakes are the ones I don't like 

And they are the ones that get me hyped on the mic 

I'm gonna play you for keeps, got a system in my teeth 

Outside on the street people heard all of the beats 

That I rapped or maxed on so throw the wax on 

Pepa is that strong, make a hit rap song 

First class status, I'm a blessed event 

God rocked the full-size for my silhouette 

Yes, solo this woman, rise all before me 

Would only be inevitable until morning 

Don't try to leave 'cuz I will protest 

Oh yes, I have an Uzi I've been dyin' to test 

Livin' larger than life 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 should be broke 

Rhymes written not bitten how it should be wrote 

People jammin' not standin', so what you hope 

A show funky not junky, you say rhymes are dope 

[Incomprehensible] hed be madly hyped 

Spinderella had to tell him, "Boy, you ain't my type" 

Get away from her, I tell you before she gets pissed 

She's got a cut, for your but and it goes like this 

Started wheelin' doin' wheelies, thoughts you were a big wheel 

Started dealin' like a dealer, but you just couldn't deal 

As you flip like a freak the whole world just flopped 

Couldn't rock like a rocker so you just got rocked 

I'm the deafest gettin' deafer and ought to be kept 

Take a breath between rhymes we're best, tell 'em Pep 

Or let's kick it like a kicker, the rhymes I kick 

Like a sticker gets stuck to your butt I'll stick 

When the hype is gettin' hyper, when the hip-hop's hype 

Salt-N-Pepa, that's right, you know we're hyped on the mic