What you gonna do? (Say what you gonna do?)
What you gonna say? (Tell me, what you gon' say?)
Who can do it better than The Lady?

What you gon' do?
What you gon' say? (what you gon' do?)
Who can do it better than The Lady?
Kick it on the real
Wicked on the steel (wicked on the steal)
Give it to you, pure, uncut, raw deal (raw deal)

What you gon' do?
What you gon' say? (what you gon' do?)
Who can do it better than The Lady?
Kick it on the real
Wicked on the steel (wicked on the steal)
Give it to you, pure, uncut, raw deal (raw deal)

Now I'm coming from cell block H
And I won't hesitate to penetrate your skull plate (uh-uh)
With lyrical projectile
I think you better step child
You're messing with The Lady
And I be a bad mama
Uh-huh, your shit so weak
I slay you with my bad grammar
Now I takes it to the extreme like the extra
Cry no more, up on the roof I breaks it down to the floor
Lyrical flows fluctuate
(With a what?) With a grip that suffocates
Serve you up like supper plates
'Cause I rhyme at the rougher rate
So up your stakes and shake the spot
Can't fuck with what I got
So put a sock in it or get served like table-top tennis
When it's on, it's on, I fades them all
Ahaha, get in you
Let it fall on 'em like my name was Lin Que
What's next on the menu? (yo, what?)
So I can eat it like Boston clam chowder
The lady of the hour (and I what?) And I rocks on and on
Lyrical murderer, rocks from noon to morn'

What you gon' do?
What you gon' say? (what you gon' do?)
Who can do it better than The Lady?
Kick it on the real
Wicked on the steel (wicked on the steal)
Give it to you, pure, uncut, raw deal (raw deal)

Tell me what you gon' do?
Now, what you gon' say? (what you gon' do?)
Who can do it better than The Lady?
Kick it on the real
Wicked on the steel (wicked on the steal)
Give it to you, pure, uncut, raw deal (raw deal)

Sharp as a tack, one tough nut to crack
Ha, I rock the beat bare back
And sip on strawberry daquiris
Suckas get lost in my space like Dr. Zachary Smith
Haha, so you can save that bull for Schlitz
I rattle your brain like rock cocaine, haha
Your shit's down the drain
Get broke off like varicose veins
I pour rank smoke, dank
Make big bank, I spank
I hit the middle fing', snatching back and reacquaint
I'm with my underground tactics, I smash it
Nothing Shaggy about me, but I'm still boombastic
Classic material, from Bridge Street to Imperial
Worldwide's break quick like bacterial viruses
I'm itching for a scratch like psoriasis (what?)
So why is it a must that I bust?
Why is it a must I eff it up?
'Cause I am what I am, and that's all I be (c'mon)
Still put that on my unborn son Zaaki (that's right)
Fucks it up every time I E-M-C-E-E ('cause what?)
'Cause, um, that's how it go
And that's just how that shit be

Now, what you gon' do?
What you gon' say? (what you gon' do?)
Who can do it better than The Lady?
Kick it on the real
Wicked on the steel (wicked on the steal)
Give it to you, pure, uncut, raw deal (raw deal)

What you gon' do?
Tell me what you gon' say? (what you gon' do?)
Who can do it better than The Lady?
Kick it on the real
I'm wicked on the steel (wicked on the steal)
Give it to you, pure, uncut, raw deal (raw deal)

My lyrics get intricate like Arabic script
They say it's gonna take a miracle for me to get whipped
I rock the mic with conviction
I ain't scary
If you lookin' for that right one
I'll be your Huckleberry
Rapid mercenary (your what?)
Your unaware of my extraordinaire flair (to what?)
To remove all suckers, like Nair removes hair
I take no shit, I make 'em flip
They go bananas like Chiquita
Spottin' you fake MC's like cheetah, meet up one to know
I got you open shorty
(Puff) Puffin' on blunts, stompin' on chumps with my forties, ha
You know the chick, yeah, you know the name
Suckas kneel next to me like the dog on the choke chain (do what?)
Refrain from all that wackness I practice
Buckin' them down with my underground tactics
(I wanna know) Can you hang? Stand up and get banged
Open your eyes, realize who's running things (the who?)
The true rap goddess (who what?)
The one who rocks the hardest (uh-huh)
Gainin' all attention, while them suckas losin' yardage (what?)
And Hip-Hop lips drop
When I rock, knees knock
I'm on the watch like clock
To the tick-tock (c'mon) it don't stop and it don't quiet (and it what?)
The Lady Of Rage still got them watching this (so I wanna know)

What you gon' do? (What you gonna do?)
Tell me what you gon' say? (And what you gonna say?)
(Kick it on the real)
Who can do better than a Lady? (Raw deal)

What you gon' do? (What you gonna do?)
Tell me what you gon' say? (And what you gonna say?)
(Kick it on the real, c'mon)
Who can do it better than a Lady? (Raw deal)

Tell me what you gon' do? (What you gonna do?)
Tell me what you gon' say? (And what you gonna say?)
(Kick it on the real, keeps moving)
Who can do better than a Lady? (Raw deal)

What you gon' do? (What you gonna do?)
Tell me what you gon' say? (And what you gonna say?)
(Kick it on the real)
Who can do it better than a Lady? (Raw deal)

What you gon' do? (What you gonna do?)
Tell me what you gon' say? (And what you gonna say?)
(Kick it on the real)
Who can do better than a Lady? (Raw deal)

What you gon' do? (What you gonna do?)
Tell me what you gon' say? (And what you gonna say?)
(Kick it on the real)
Who can do better than a Lady? (Raw deal)

What you gon' do? (What you gonna do?)
Tell me what you gon' say? (And what you gonna say?)
Who can do better than a Lady?

Copyright: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Delmer Drew Arnaud, Robin Y. Allen