Salt-N-Pepa - Let The Rhythm Run lyrics

Salt and pepa's on the mic makin' sure you like

The type of hype that's unbelievable to write

Spinderella's gonna spin from beginning to end

Once againwe're gonna let the party begin

So tell me pepaare you ready to work it out?

You know it saltI'm ready to work it out

Spinderellaare you ready to work it out?

Cuz salt and pepa is ready to work it out

So let the rhythm run (what? )the rhythm run

Now let the drums run (good)the drums run

So let the rhythm run (huh? )the rhythm run

Yosalt... whassup? can we get some?

They call me saltI'm like a billion bulbs

The rhymes I tossthey're more electric than a lightning bug

On the strength I swore there's no either/or

Mcswe're gonna have a mouth-to-mouth war

Some rappers got soul on the micright? (right)

But others be playin' it like they're all that

And you know what'll happen if I don't like your style of rappin'

Step on stage as soon as I'm on it

Spin drops a beat to warn my opponent

Hurb pumps the bass upon the sound system

We kick a rhyme and claim another victim

People 'round the worldI like to play to 'em

In every clubarenaand stadium

Inside the jam we're known as the party stars

Gimme a micand the house is like mardi gras

I couldn't do it though without the help from

The melody that we call the rhythm

Yopepaare you ready to work it outhuh?

YeahI been ready to work it out

So let the rhythm run (what? )the rhythm run (who? )

Awc'mon pepgo ahead and bust one

If the pep you wantthat's just what you'll get

As the rhythm runssweat's in full effect

I see a crowdI can't help but get hyped

You gotta bethrow it on and recite

A dope rhmye cuz I'm a lyrical queen

The pepa mc's makin' microphones sing

Notes to provokethey called her a joke

The speaker smoked when I spoke

Boyyou better kill the noise

Let the rhythm run (word)just let it run

Let the drums run (yeah)now let 'em run

Mess around and I'll bet you don't get none

Is it over yet? neverit gets better

We'll let the rhythm run harder than ever

A bassline is added for some soul

Now the guitar will make ya rock 'n roll

My mic is like a gunI go nowhere without it

You gotta better oneI'm sorry but I doubt it

My partner's name is pepshe's not a half-stepper

You think you're kinda defbut I think that she's deffer

Since rappin' is art and I'm a dope artist

If lyrics mean you're smartthen I must be the smartest

My dj likes to spinwe call her spinderella

If cuttin' 'em was a bookshe'd be a million seller

Salt's kinda shortbut she don't ever take none

A sucker try to disand she just have to break one

Assume the positioncommence the dance session

Loosen uplistenit's not a dance lesson

Seatbelts fastenedlet's have some fun

Brace yourselfhold oncuz the rhythm's gonna run

Let the rhythm runnahthe rhythm's done

Let the drums runnothe drums are done