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 bass
 The voice is too vicious, the same as the pace
 The crowds, they love me, they give only hugs
 The shrinked-to-fit buttonflies 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
 Suckers 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