Who's The Boss

Intro:

Day time

Night time

Any time's the right time

Who's the boss ofcourse antoinette's rhyme...

Verse one:

Now here we go hug your stereo

It might pump or jump around

Bum rush the sound beat it down run it in the ground

The bigger they are the harder they fall oh well they fell

Their records couldn't sell even if you gave 'em away free

Ah,honey you're just a wanna be

Rap star

And now you're trying o front on me

But kids who play will suffer when the beat is on

And the going gets tougher when the heat is on

I go off and i be keeping it kept on/make like a rash break out or get stepped on

Step child you're just a son in this

And antoinette is like running this

Yeah dance go ahead do that

Instead pick up your head 'cause i flew that

Antoinette taking no loss wearing no shorts but telling you who's the boss...

Verse two:

If you were brave because you escaped or get hit wit'

You little nit wit

You better get wit' antoinette on set 'cause i'm fed up

I'm going head up/now get up

Ducks who get stuck in

Grab your cup and i'ma fill it to the brim

So take a sip don't bite

Your lip don't take bites out or it's gonna be m.c.'s lights out

The young the old the bold they all like be looking because i'm hooking but i ain't a hooker

So save that for t.j.

That he say and she say ain't no threat

I'm knocking out gangs with no stress

So who's the boss?it ain't a weak chick

So let me launch a rhyme and let the beat kick...

Verse three:

Lace up so you could face up and hit the line up

Play me wrong and yes you might wind up dead on arrival

Because this is survival of the fittest

So do your push ups and get wit' it

Before i go off without that

No question about that ('they're closing in')yo-i doubt that

Face to face rhyme for rhyme

Fist to fist sweet dreams when rings hit lips so

Slow down i won't go down in a throw down

Yup she's out now that's another hoe down

You should be knowing this

You can't flow with this

The best the gangstress-the def soloist/i roll,the mic transforms like a decep

A's in effect so who could possibly efect the chick with soul?

The boss who has to master

To ducks who front i make like a ghetto and blast ya'

I'm hyper riper doper stronger

Break beats get broken and rhymes last longer

I'll find and lose ya' and left ya' lost

And you sweat to death like a horse/now who's the boss...?