No Shorts

[Verse 1]

On your mark set flows, fluid like that H²O

I'm hittin' wit' the force of a gale wind blow

Windows can't stop the pain, can't stop the rain

On your parade march on cause it's the Rage

The baddest with the phattest lyrical apparatus

Boost my status in cahoots wit' +Gladys

Knight+ is fallin, from mics MC's are crawlin'

Cause they afraid to get down with my lyrical

braw-lin'

Skills sho 'nuff, that's the rizzeal (real)

Brothas on my tit fo' the way I hold a piece of steel

So what you sayin', speak it

Didn't think a wisdom body had techniques for

freakin'

So go ahead and keep sleepin'

Because nuthin' comes to sleepers but a dream

And I'm your worst nightmare with puffs in my hair,

you stare

At the big bo-ty (booty)

Style kinda choppy

Fill you up like Sloppy

Joes, when I flows

[Hook: Daz]

And you know it goes like that (mhmm)

Who can do it better than this big chick in rap (oh

yeah, oh yeah)

Breaks it all down like that (mhmm)

One hard act to follow and a tough nut to crack (oh

yeah, oh yeah)

[x1]

[Verse 2]

Now if your name was +Midler+ I +Bette+ you couldn't

get wit' this riddler

You could cross your heart and still couldn't detain

this full figure

It takes more than gridles to hold back my phatness

You got more hurdles to jump so go back practice

You must have forgotten

I could give it to you like God gave his only

begotten

Son, you wanna run up on this and get chaught up in

the twist like Bambu

Not Onyx, but I can definitely +Slam+ you

So +BacDaFucUp+ or set it off if you want it

You can't escape these off the hook flows when I

flaunt it

Now who can you run to, ain't nowhere to hide

When I kicks my shit I gets deeper than the Poseidon

Adventure, your dentures get knocked down your throat

Check the murder that I wrote, you couldn't hang with

a rope

Oh no, yo' flows unh-unh

It's the lyrical murderer, stranded on the, stranded

on the

[Hook x2]

[Verse 3]

Now I rise to the occasion

The Lady Of Rage, representin' the female persuasion

Invasion of the 50th woman, comin' through

One in few

And If any, there ain't many

That can get wit' me, I'm not a rookie like Penny

Ain't a harder way than mine

You gotta a long ladder to climb

Like Jacob, wake up, your make-up is runnin'

I'm stunnin' MC's, with the breeze that I'm blowin'

wit'

You can get wit' the wick and you knowin' it

Here I go, lyrical gangbangin'

Breakin 'em down like diggy-dang diggy-dang-dang

Now who rang, I got the whole shabang

The Lady Of Rage and them Dogg Pound Gang-stas

Wippin' that ass like Charmin tissue

Cause when I grab the mic it'll be a closed issue

Oh shit, I'm still the shit that's all and that's it

and...

[Hook x4]

[Dat Nigga Daz talking]

That's the Lady of Rage

Comin', stompin'

Aim all ya wack ass MC's

So step back

Remember the name...