My mellow Latee was kicking flavor The R.E. posse said "Yo Latifah we can do this" So I paused in the thought and in my brillance I caught And I agreed because I already knew this Now you should want to flex, cause I'm in full effect Queen Latifah is five-oh on this set You've been begging and dying for somebody's rhyming to set you free For God so loved the world he gave to me I'm cooling, tacher knows me in school and The mic, this mic in my hand, I'm ruling So prepare your mind for my lifeline And meet the new Queen of Royal Badness Latifah has the spirit so head for the water And dive into the wrath of my madness (Latifah does a rasta chorus) Some MC's have gold and African vein And useing each other to compete with These subjects I pity because their minds are not witty like mine To write a rhyme so delicious you can eat it There are those who like my taste, but don't consider biting There's penalties for those who don't do writing, just be reciting Everyone else's word that took a lot of thinking It's not a fortune your thoughts are shrinking While mine are growing, yes you know like all the woman inside of me Despite what you do or say, and even in spite of me Brothers catch my eye with little hijinks, like I wish Dying to have a lover of my likeness So release all your shyness, call me "Your highness" And dare to feel the wrath of my madness (Latifah does a rasta chorus) Word of mouth is always everlasting And everlasting are the words that I bring The ruler of the ring is Lord Ramsey And music is made by Mark the 45 King You tremble for my treble, you're begging for the ba** The voice is too vicious, the same as the pace The crowds, they love me, they give only hugs The shrinked-to-fit bu*tonflies fit quite snug As a bug, you know why? Because I'm bugging Of the beats that DJ Mark is loving So plex on the sounds that I'm pumping I'm jumping with the energy to turn your mind to gladness Come on, just get into it, don't lie and say you've been through it Feel the wrath of my madness (More rasta singing) I scene is mine cause I took it I took it for the money and I took it for the fun Don't step up in my face, you don't want to feel the taste Don't try and play me out, cause I am not the one Brothers on my brastrap, sisters clocking my sound, why? Because they wanna be down with the Queen L-A-T-I-F-A-H in command I supply the concept for you to understand For those who want to bite, don't make me have to fuss The only thing you get is the gluteous maximus s**ers on the tip, you're loving me, you're leaving me You wish that one day you could have this Come on, you know the time, just be thankful for the rhyme And get up on the wrath of my madness (Extended ragga outro)