It only takes one blow from the knock-out pro
Antoinette's on the set, hey yo, Hurb, let the beat go
[ VERSE 1: Antoinette ]
Call me a vocalist, a vocal extraordinaire
And if you ain't heard yet, then just pull up a chair
Don't need a countdown, just a steady beat to be born
And I'ma go for mine, but first let me inform
I'm rockin chicks quick and you ducks'll get stuck
That's right, step in my path and you're gonna get struck
Cause when I'm holdin this and I like the tempo
I take control from the end to my intro
Hit like a hearbeat, never out of sync
Each rhyme is the chain and my voice is the link
So I make em connect, then I rehearse and perfect
Recite em on wax so that I can collect
I'm makin papers turn green, you know in God we trust
You had enough? I thought so, I can see the lust
You want me to go on, my rhyme just flow on
The only time I pause is for my deejay to throw on
Another hit, a little harder and louder
When I drop the mic they come up and say how the
Hell I keep the pace with the serious face
Seal the crowd like a crocodile, leavin a trace
Because I dis hard and I don't miss
But even if I did, I just hit em with this
[ VERSE 2: Antoinette ]
1, 2 and freeze, don't nobody move
I got a score to settle and my revenge is the groove
We can do this, we can, look out, I'm gonna pick off
I'm called the Gangstress, now here's the kick-off
Crips and clean, my rhymes keep rollin
Freeze, don't shoot the breeze, I'm gonna keep goin
Browsin through the stack, pull a rhyme off the rack
Then pump it up loud so I can feel the track
Now check the level, the meter, the bass and the tweeter
Your mark, your set - hold up, this is what you need,
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