Who Gives the Orders

[ * disses MC Lyte ] (Was it good enough for ya?) (Good luck!) (Was it good enough for ya?) (Was it good enough for ya?) (Good luck!) (Was it good enough for ya?) (Now get up!) (Good luck!) (Now get up!) (Now get up!) (Good luck!) (Now get up!) (Good luck!) (Good luck!) (Now get up!) I ain't a fighter, but damn, I'ma beat it up Don't get me started, cause yo, when I heat it up I drop rhymes causin a earthquake Wish for your birthday, cause yo, when the earth shakes It's catastrophic and no one can stop it But 'nette, so another must drop it Cause to me your weapon ain't lethal To whom it's the sequel Part 2, the Boss's 'Who's the Boss' The phase of death So make a move or call for help Cause to me it don't mean shit If you ain't got the punch to make the hit So walk, set, ready, war Went nine yards and came up short Of 10, so just say when Drop it - now come again You're just paperthin and I tear ya So don't breathe too deep cause I hear ya And if you sissies don't wanna get inta I break and injure and flip just like a ninja Couldn't punch mine, so what's the punchline Beef? Huh, you better wait for lunch, I'm Not the one to be played Tried to wipe the map but I stayed Hard, cause you ain't got the bomb to drop the science That is, you're just a menace You must be drugged, higher than Hitler Delirious, so why it hitcha Cause I'm the type to walk on water So remember 'Who's the Boss' and 'Who Gives the Orders' (Was it good enough for ya?) (Was it good enough for ya?) (Was it good enough for ya?) (Was it good enough for ya?) (Was it good enough for ya?) (Was it good enough for ya?) (Was it good enough for ya?) (Was it good enough for ya?) (Now get up!) (Who's the) (boss) (Who's) (who's) (who's the) (Who's the) (boss) (Who's the) (who's the) (boss) (Who's) (who's) (who's the) (boss) (Who's) (who's) (who's the) (boss) (Who's) (who's) (who's the) (Now get up!) Don't try to rag me, tag me and bag me You ain't glad, so I gladly Grant you a wish Want it? You got it So go 'head, scram, jet, beat it You ain't got what it takes, but you need it To t-o-p A-n-t, yeah, m-e So break a leg and get hip to what's playin A rapper shows he can dig what I'm sayin Or once again we can go head up And you'll be hearing (now get up!) Cause I ain't got the time of day to joke Don't even Lyte up cause I don't smoke But I'm serious as a heart attack Run it back (We interrupt this program to bring you this message)