Nature of a Sista'

Coming from the bitty bitty bottom of the basement

The first floor's a bore, so I'll rise

Don't want to make it to the top too quickly

So I take step-to-step all the time

Take a look at the flow of the future

If you can't shake to it, then it don't suit ya

Break off, back off, before I bust off

Bad is the worst, some are bad but soft

Bad this, bad that, who's bad enough?

For those who are bad, then batter up

I pointed this rap with my index

So baby, come on with a rag and some Windex

I'm stepping the step tryna meet me there

I'm avoiding all political fanfare

If you down take a pounding from ya fist-a

For the sound of the nature of a sista'

Yeah, ah-ah

Yeah, ah-ah

Who's a king, who's a queen, who's tryna bang?

I see myself as a queen but it ain't for rank

This for all, not one, not for income

But for knowing who and where we descend from

I kick off with a choke, I come crazy new

They call me Mama Zulu, but I won't baby you

I'm not the type to look for a man with cash

But the only thing you get if you're broke's a cast

I dip, then switch, what floor is this?

I go higher than a fire, try to diss

This is a little of my headed-for-top style

Rippin' tracks, whippin' in fact, it's that wild

Right on flow, a few floors to go

I see suites instead of concrete, so

If you down take a pounding from ya fist-a

For the sound of the nature of a sista'

Here's a knick-knack, sit back, hold ya hat

Here's a big rap, ya got close now get back

I got an army bustin through the enemy's wall

My thoughts on the situation was "fuck 'em all"

Salt-N-Pepa said it was time to grow

So me and Spin did 'em in, now time to go

Yo-Yo grabbed him, he said, "Hey, diddle diddle"

While I and Nikki got Monie out of the middle

Sisters in action, strong, real, still complete

I say "what up" 'cause you can't come or compete

The La, the Ti-Fah booms like a speaker

I hold more soul than a sneaker

Don't ask if I'm fast, I come swift, sis

'Cause I'm passing an ass if you with this

If you down take a pounding and puff ya fist up

For the sound of the nature of a sista'