The ladies will kick it, the rhyme, it is wicked Those that don't know how to be pros get evicted A woman could bear you, break you, take you Now it's time to rhyme, can you relate to? Our sisters open up to make you holler and scream Yo, let me take it from here, queen Excuse me, but I think I'm about due To get into precisely what I am about to do I'm conversating to the folks who have no whatsoever clue So listen very carefully as I break it down for you Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily, hyper-happy overjoyed Please, will all the beats and rhymes my sisters have employed Slick as me going down to sound totally a yes Let me say it's the position, ladies first, yeah? Yes! Believe me when I say being a woman is great to see I know that all the fellas out there will agree with me Not for being one, but for being with one Cause when it's time for loving, it's the woman that gets them Strong, stepping, strutting, moving on, rhyming, cutting And not forgetting, we are the ones to give birth To the new generation of prophets, cause it's ladies first I break into a lyrical freestyle *** the mic, look at the crowd and see smiles Cause they see a woman standing up on her own two Sloppy slouching is something I won't do Some think that we can't flow Stereotypes, they got to go I'ma mess around and flip the scene into reverse With what? With a little touch of ladies first You said that the ladies couldn't make it, you must be blind If you don't believe, well here, listen to this rhyme Ladies first, there's no time to rehearse I'm divine and my mind expands throughout the universe A female grappler with a message to send The Queen Latifah is a perfect specimen My sister, can I get some? Sure, Moni Love, *** the mic and get dumb Yo, praise me not for being simply what I am Born in L.O.N.D.O. and sound American You dig exactly where I'm coming from You want rights, just rhyme and I'ma give you some To enable you to age yourself and get paid And the material that has no meaning, I wish to slay Pay me every bit of your attention Like mother, like daughter, I would also like to mention I wish for you to bring me to the, bring me to the rhythm Of which is now systematically given Desperately stressing, I'm the daughter of a sister Who's the mother of a brother, who's the brother of another Plus one more, or four Have a job to do, we do in a respect due To a mother who's the root of it And next off is me, the M-O-N-I-E-L-O-V-E And I'm first, cause I'm a L-A-D-I-E Contacting, in fact, the style, it gets harder Cooling on a scene with my European partner Laying down track after track, waiting for the climax When I get there, that's when I tax the next man Or the next woman, man, it doesn't make a difference Keep the competition coming, and I recite the chapter in verse The title of this recital is Ladies First