J.E.D. (415) - Lady Ace lyrics

Man: Ay, Loc, man, what's up with your sister? D-Loc: Man, what you mean ‘what's up with my sister?' You better be talkin' about that rap thang, potna RR: The man said, ‘what's up with your sister.' She's just rappin', potna. That's it Man: What's really goin' on, though? RR: She just rap. That's what's really goin' on: straight rap. You know what I'm sayin'? She's not for you Man: Don't trip RR: She's rappin D-Loc: Ay, peek this though; skip all the bull. Ay, let her come tight real quick, Rich, with this intermission thang, you know what I'm sayin”? RR: You think she can do it? All right. Come on, Lady Ace, let's do this [Lady Ace] Yo, the Mistress of Ceremonies, comin' through on the set and I suggest you request for the best But if that ain't it, you can get back and sit down And set your mind on the most legit Oh, I'm too much…you can't handle me And I'm treacherous, I'll put you in misery But if you wanna hear a definition, of me that says it all, A-W-E-S-O-M-E The formula I use is called Ace-in' It's not wack, no, it's straight amazin' Comin' to you and the price is right I invite you tonight to set your eyes on the fight But no, there will be none of that allowed We got the mics, the beat, the rhyme, all we need is the crowd To get pumped, which shouldn't be hard to do Just listen to the beats that I serve to you It's like a bit of icing gettin' put on the cake that I bake When shake yo' thang to celebrate The moments that I bring to you so sincere, my dear Here to cheer you on ear to ear So devastating, I am the Ace in your face Jammin' hard, always, rockin' the ba** in the place s**az, talkin' all that mess About what they have and about them being the best Well, that's bull and I'm the Lady Ace, so tell it You thought you was better, but by now, it's obvious that you're weak, girl You need to give it up And if you write another rap, go ‘head and tear it up Because, it ain't about all that old school business The new school's comin' up and I'm comin' wit' it Your turn on the radio, you hear it here from me You look on the charts, pa**ing you is me you see You said that you're sick of hearing my name all around Because you know I'm comin' up and your name's goin' down Now, I know what time it is, so you don't seem to know It's obvious you're feelin' stupid so I think that you should go