Lyrics:

Let's start the show off, sisters'll go look alive
The Queen Latifah, the King of 45
Bringing a mixture of pure flavor
I make beats, she rock rhymes, so I gave her
A sample sound, then she added a compound
Word, this is for those who haven't heard
A King and Queen combine minds and trample
Those who oppose us, here's example

It's time to run your thought, the King and Queen is on the set
The competition's petty and ready to step
To the first one, go 'head, rehearse one
I hope you don't know you sound like the worst one
Rhymes are smokin', concentration can't be broken
Queen Latifah's outspoken
Use your imagination, picture this
Any male or female rapper tryin' to diss
Here for excitement and enticement
With my competitors killed, I go build with my enlightenment
Teach the youth, feed the needy
Confident, a descendent of Queen Nefertiti
The mother of civilization will rise
Like the cream and still build the strong foundation
Secondary, but necessary to reproduce
Acknowledge the fact that I'm Black and I don't lack
Queen Latifah is givin' you a piece of my mind
A rhyme spoken by a feminine teacher
Rhymes I do employ, no time for slimy toys
I'm steady and stable and my label is Tommy Boy
Backed by The Unit, produced by The King
Confession pressed with the style that we bring
For the hip-hop patients, this is a King and Queen creation

Technician, musical musician
I'm statin' facts, strictly nonfiction
In hip-hop, you wonder who's the trouble most
Creativity, you get a double dose
How can you stop me? No, I put you to a test
The rhymes are Romeo (The beat's a Juliet)
We'll try to blend, this makes me a hard one
Persevere, I'm here, gets taught one
Strength producer, I send you an ultimatum
Hardcore worldwide is how I take 'em
I rock, never hyperventilate
Others get tired, could use a commercial break
45 King, DJ Mark's my alias
It takes a ton of MCs to prevail against me
Just listen, I'm unstoppable
You want a mission? This one's impossible
Beats rock all night with no curfew
My talent's advanced, you haven't a clue
How I do it, the smoothest, loopest, spare it
If the style fits, I wear it
Many attempts was made, none was recognized
45 King set sound personified
I'm goin' to Wonderland and check, find out who's next
You pretty good, but not quite a legend yet
Studio mixer, I got the formula
It's every man for himself, I'm warnin' you
It's my domain, just ask my chauffeur
My ride's equipped, everything from a pool to a sofa
On top, it's a usual act
Can't wait to beat down a 45 Studio track
I'm into rap, but no urge to sing
I'm DJ Mark, 45, 45 King of Swing