Let The Rhythm Run (Remix)

Let The Rhythm Run - Salt-N-Pepa
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 again we're gonna let the party begin
So tell me pepa are you ready to work it out
You know it salt I'm ready to work it out
Spinderella are you ready to work it out
'Cause 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
Yo salt whassup can we get some
Call me salt like a billion bulbs
The rhymes I toss they're more electric than a lightning bug
On the strength I swore there's no either or
MC's we're gonna have a mouth to mouth war
Some rappers got soul on the mic right 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 world I like to play to 'em
In every club arena and stadium
Inside the jam we're known as the party stars
Gimme a mic and the house is like mardi gras
I couldn't do it though without the help from
The melody that we call the rhythm
Yo pepa are you ready to work it out huh
Yeah I been ready to work it out
So let the rhythm run what the rhythm run who
Aw c'mon pep go ahead and bust one
If the pep you want that's just what you'll get
As the rhythm runs sweat's in full effect
I see a crowd I can't help but get hyped
You gotta be throw it on and recite
A d**e rhmye 'cause I'm a lyrical queen
The pepa MC's makin' microphones sing
Notes to provoke they called her a joke
The speaker smoked when I spoke boy
You 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 never it 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 gun I go nowhere without it
You gotta better one I'm sorry but I doubt it
My partner's name is pep she's not a half stepper
You think you're kinda def but I think that she's deffer
Since rappin' is art and I'm a d**e artist
If lyrics mean you're smart then I must be the smartest
My DJ likes to spin we call her spinderella
If cuttin' 'em was a book she'd be a million seller
Salt's kinda short but she don't ever take none
A sucker try to dis and she just have to break one
Assume the position commence the dance session
Loosen up listen it's not a dance lesson
Seatbelts fastened let's have some fun
Brace yourself hold on 'cause the rhythm's gonna run
Let the rhythm run nah the rhythm's done
Let the drums run no the drums are done