Verse 1
Some people call me Shanie, some people call me Rox
And those who try to diss I just knocks them out the box
Cos I`m Shanti and y`all know the routine
And here we go again, so all hail the queen
I left you for a while but it was worth the wait
Because it gave me just enough time to create
A funky rhythm that`s guaranteed to move the world
Have the party people screamin` out Go on Girl!
Just like Diana Ross I`m the boss
And those who disapprove you can go for yours
But to think a girl like me, ha, is easy to take
You should treat me like Nell Carter, Give Me a Break
Cos I`m the super female that`s called Shanti
And like Hurricane Annie I`ll blow you away
Whenever I`m in a battle, yo, I don`t play
So you best go about your way and have a nice day...
Verse 2
A lotta MC`s today really know how to please
But I gave birth to most of them MC`s
So when it comes around to the month of May
Send me your royalty check for Mother`s Day
Because yo, ya know, ya can`t deal with this
I`m Shanti the microphone grandmistress
A pioneer like Lola Folana
With a name that stands big like Madonna
Speakin` of Madonna some girls on the mic
Rap like virgins and get real tight
But I get loose with the rhymes I produce
That`s why I`m queen of the crew with the juice
Cos I`m the super female that`s called Shanti
And like Hurricane Annie I`ll blow you away
Whenever I`m in a battle, yo, I don`t play
So you best go about your way and have a nice day...
Verse 3
Shanti, the baddest around
And a name like that can be broken down
As Supreme Highness Almighty Noble Topics Exponent
And any title for a girl, you can believe I own it
Cos to me there ain`t nuttin` fresher
For me to rock...my pleasure
I`ll pick up the microphone and start rockin`
Say the funky rhymes that have the people clockin`...
Me, the S-H-A-N-T-E
Good lookin`, never took`n female MC
I`m five foot four, maybe a little bigger
Brown skin complexion with a nice figure
Yes, the super female that`s called Shanti
And like Hurricane Annie I`ll blow you away
Whenever I`m in a battle, yo, I don`t play
So you best go about your way and have a nice day...
Verse 4
You may remember the voice from a few years ago
When I first came out and dissed UTFO
I chilled for a while, I put down my pen
But now some suckas from the Bronx got me started again
Now I`m not out to diss the whole Boogie Down
Just a featherweight crew from that part of town
You made a little record and then you start frontin`
Tried to diss the Juice Crew but ain`t hurt nuttin`
Now KRS-ONE you should go on vacation
With that name soundin` like a wack radio station
And as for Scott La Rock, you should be ashamed
When T La Rock said It`s Yours, he didn`t mean his name
So step back peasants, poppin` all that junk
Or else BDP will stand for Broken Down Punks
Cos I`m an All-Star just like Julius Erving
And Roxanne Shanti is only good for steady servin`
