Lyrics:
tun (Queens!)
Where I live, what I rep
QB dun' (Queens!)
The mob rep (Queens!)
You know we rep (Queens!)
I blow dro in Q-boro
Ain't nothing
tun (Queens!)
Where I live, what I rep
QB dun' (Queens!)
The mob rep (Queens!)
You know we rep (Queens!)
I blow dro in Q-boro
Ain't nothing
before them.
For how long will the masses be so pathetically manipulated by God, Queen and Country?
*
For fucks sake where are we in all this?
We
will not show us the Grail, we shall take your
castle by force!
GUARD: You don't frighten us, English pig-dogs! Go and boil your
bottoms, sons
confess where you keeping all the money, mister
At the work she see a hearse
But at the best he just will pistol whip ya
Get to see you child and live
my pocket
Yo heard, with my head I cock it, and rock it like that brother in colors
'Cause I want y'all to live, my crew is 2 Live, we sneakin'
already rock it steady we ready
One of the five deadly sacred sources
Running with it after you handed us the torches
Black Queen gorgeous love enormous in
you to tell me I'm in the band please)
I rock (I rock) therefore I am (therefore I am)
Right or wrong I sing my song the best I can
I don't need
wifey pregnant and she starving too and
This struggle will touch a certain part in you
Make you go get it, go get it by any means
I'm taking everything
The password is party.
[T. Lee]
Ha, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
For the 98 this is how we do
Queen Pen ya'll, T. Lee ya'll
Rock on ya'll, D-Dot ya'll
Queen)
Down to my toes (Queen Queen)
First day on the block
I need rocks and I need glocks and all extensions on the mops
Fuck the cops and all the opps
Queen)
Down to my toes (Queen Queen)
First day on the block
I need rocks and I need glocks and all extensions on the mops
Fuck the cops and all the opps
Queen)
Down to my toes (Queen Queen)
First day on the block
I need rocks and I need glocks and all extensions on the mops
Fuck the cops and all the opps
Queen Queen
Alexander McQueen
(NLE CHOPPA)
First day on the block
I need rocks and I need glocks and all extensions on the mops
Fuck the cops and all
icy cold
Put a price on niggas' head
For that shit you said
Got back so we boomerang, watch what you say
Hot shit'll spray, in a box you will lay
Know
the last
Of a dyin' pack of lions, nightmares of the cast
Thorough bread survivin', you know (Queens in the house)
Welcome home Ronny Bumps, and love
played out Achew
(Bless You)
I'm allergic to wack crews
The La
The Ti
The Fah
The Queen is up
Throwing salt that you never seen before
How dare
troops
By you I can leap over walls
My God he delivers me from them all
The Lord lives
The Lord lives
The Lord lives blessed be my rock
The Lord lives
played out Achew
(Bless You)
I'm allergic to wack crews
The La
The Ti
The Fah
The Queen is up
Throwing salt that you never seen before
How dare
Queen queen queen queen queen
Come thru
Queen queen queen queen queen
Come thru
Queen queen queen queen queen
Don't you know I live the life
Motherfuckers!
Coming to you live from Newark New Jersey)
(Hey Redman would you roll that blunt and get me fucked up)
Fucked up (all night) all night
it live, do
Yo
We on some wiggity-world renowned, comin' back for the crown
Time to show these rappin cats how diggity-Das get down
Still keepin'
I do this for mankind and Hip Hop
Story we heard a million times, Scott La Rock
Hoping I can see my dreams fulfilled, but if not
Don't shoot me down
at the gods
Of Christ and the pale queens mighty in sorrow
How much longer do we live under a cloud
In the shadow of shit that they gave us
Every religion has
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