[Heather B]
Ah, ahhh, huh..
Ain't no shorts gon' be taken, word up


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If headz only knew how I felt about the rap game

They'd know - I ain't goin out
If headz only knew how I felt about the rap game
They'd know - I ain't goin out


[Heather B]
"I'm Every Woman," like Whitney, and Chaka

I sparks the green lye, the choc' thai, that good ganja
I stay mad bent, twisted up like a pretzel
Rainin on hoes in weak shows like Tempest Bledsoe

My head so heavy, heavy-headed, heavy-handed
It be these wild ^!$$%z that I roll and stand with
I be rhymin 'til dusk, bout trials and triumph

My grill be like what? ^!$$%z know, I don't give a $#&@
I stay in touch with the streets, the corners
Employed by the people, start slackin, a goner

You wanna know why I keep it real, cause it's easy
$#&@ the fancy %#@!, it's the simple things that please me
I sports fat gear, along with no name %#@!

As long as I got me some cash, I don't care who name on my hip
I'm doin %#@! for noventa-seis
That's nine-six in Spanish, why don't your wack $$# vanish


[Chorus]


[Heather B]
Demolition done, competition none
Reputation unsung strong long ground what

I got verbals, got herbals, and antihistamines
I'm herbally and verbally distributin you listenin
It's more to it, than a Lex and duplex

Don't sell sex or 'mote sex sells, I got more respect
Dressed in jeans, Gortex and striped rugbies
with the strength of fifty-four ^!$$%z, word, that love me

Hoes ain't ready for the %#@! I got
And when I finally rock they'll see I turned it up a notch
No more comin, but yo' crack is wide open

or try to be hardcore, claimin, you totin
I hope that you be hopin, when I'm rhymin, I'm jokin
My tech', is more complex than weed smokin

Senile, it's time that I get more agile
Style versatile, !#@* doin a minute, in the penile
Attitude hostile, intelligently hostile

Not just the rhymes but my frame of mind will drop you

[Chorus]


[Heather B]
To all the doubters, givin they opinion

My rhyme style winnin so I'll just keep spittin
Yeah, I'm just nasty like that and I don't give a $#&@ no more
$#&@ that herb and his !@^%, cause yo

in my last game of freestylin I dropped fifty
They did me none, mad jump shots and add ones
And then the tech', for bringin (*##$es down by they neck

Yo stop it, now there's no need to get wrecked
You play wild, but my style was flagrant and it's foul
I'll have you wipin %#@! wit'cho white towel

I crashed yo' bust cause you don't think when you shoot
that made it way back downcourt and caught a ill alley-oop
OOH! Heather B, y'all ain't know I get up

Plus I make my lay-ups, so all you heffers shut the !#@* UP
A team player, strategy the full court press up
Fat jersey and a baggy short Guess

Yeah, I even spotted 'em ten and did damage
Let them pick the refs plus they had home court advantage
But even then, I'm not one to underestimate

So the whole forty-eight I banged out in the paint
And when it all, was put on the line
Tied score, second left in double overtime

These (*##$es went and fouled me, they must not know
that in the clutch, Heather B was gon' sink both free throws

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