[ CHORUS ] KRS, Latifah, don't forget Mash up any male or female artist on the set Mi comin with mi style, mi take your title and your rep The BDP Posse and Flavor Unit in effect
[ VERSE 1 ] It's Queen Latifah with the R.E. Posse, Flavor Unit sound Broken down by the Boogie Down (Productions) Slip and slide to a Sly & Robbie instrumental And also as an indicental The music to which vocals you know I have done Produced by (KRS-One) One tribe, one guide, and one destiny You want the best of me? Death to those who testin me Cause to test is to try to conquer But me, I catch em (1-2-3) and do an encore Get paid by music, no money to the mob Cause I'm the woman for the job
[ VERSE 2 ] Once again, it's time for Queen Latifah to return Because to live is to learn I learn a lotta suckers out there thought we slept Now they give us (nuff respect!) I'ma get loose inside this queendom Suckers tried to duck, it didn't work, cause I seen them I'm not out to shoot anybody out the box, but it's my scene (I know just what you mean) Woman called Latifah is a wise one There are no others like me, I'm a prized one Although they try to measure up, I outsize them slobs Cause I'm the woman for the job
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[ VERSE 3 ] Intelligence captivates your mind While the sound of my voice detains and occupies your ears The thought and the message speak clearly through the vocals Your heart is breathtaken, and it's bringin you to tears The t-i-p (tip) That is what you are on the m-u-s-i-c (Music) That is what you want to own, but you could never be The one to take my off the throne Your mind's like a child's, my dear, and I am grown So just forget it, cause while you wanna do it, I did it Also admit it, if you can hit it, you're with it Show me your chest, you musta flown over a coockoo's nest No buts about it, my life you wanna out it? I doubt it Suckers don't play me, cause suckers I do vamp Last time you challenged me, you cancelled due to cramps Allegedly, really you weren't readily Able to rock a rhyme so smooth, so steadily But next time you better be Cause these appointments ain't for nothin They're only for coolin, crushin, and solo-bumrushin KRS-One's creatin music like an Einstein Rollin up the rhythm to keep the pace of my rhyme Me chosen by super musicians, Sly and Rob Cause I'm the woman for the job