Lyrics:
something for me and you
Here in my arms you're gonna reign supreme
No more servin' baby
They're gonna serve my queen
It's our turn for happiness and our
There'll be fireworks and lemonade
A tractor pull and fine parade
There'll be a gospel jubilee
Right before they crown the sausage queen
Bingo
Say goodbye to winter that keeps you locked inside
Where the clouds just seem to linger over the hill side
Than the light is gone by far
Sayonara love
Sayonara love
Sayonara love
Sayonara love
Blinded by all the neon light
A taste of a forbidden fruit
That was I
Racing through
slave
Get beat by your master when you can't behave
Only thing they got in common, they tryna get paid
See money is a thang, 'cause I know with money I
brother went to casino bar two nights
(Go to Las Vegas)
He drew the queen of hearts
And got bunch of bucks
He says, "You gotta be a punk rock!"
He shows me
Frozen land mesmerized by her arcane mystery
Goddess of the underworld cold queen of lost beauty
Gazed upon earth's battleground
At mankind's
to stay no more than a week or two, maybe a month
I couldn't front, aiyo, yo queen, I don't mean to sound blunt
But if you have the time, I love to spend
comes
On a journey without destination.
Once a hero- now forgotten
On the edge of death by chill and starvation.
From the frozen plains he comes.
Sweet girl in the diamond cut dress
She's the queen of the broken hearts
I'm going to milk that posison tongue
And go blind in the lovers' march
Rumors spreading like fire in dry grass
Nothing can ever change the past
Her pale skin was torn by years in despairs
But now there is no more pain
hung on ropes
Black queens havin' seeds while she's strung on dope
I resurrected Nat Turner with this song that I wrote wrote
[Chorus]
"I'm
wisdom's bleedin' every month, seven days untouched
We got stuck by the same ones who claim to be us
We can't die, multiply, the most high, we trust
You
bounce, roll to the skate ya rock
Hip to the hop and ya don't dare stop
Come alive party people, gimme what you got
I guess by now you can take a hunch
left to go to my dreams
How many miles to the land where my dreams come true
Dreams which come true just have died
Look like a queen but you talk like
Hello boys
Got directions to the bombshell factory?
And a bowflexing nightmare tendency?
Hesitate
Where's the tape, my retired beauty queen
Late in the evening out in the square
A man in a raincoat standing there
We met by the lamp where the newsboy cried
He stole my heart with his
Got a rented Chevy, it's an out-of-towner
Leaning on the rack by the check-out counter
Got the Globe and the Star and some cayenne pepper
Promise
Fat man slouched over the bench laughs at my transportation
Every time I drive by him he fills with jubilation
He's laughing at my tires he's
who knows my thoughts?
I thought I loved you in the lifetime we shared,
but I always knew you were never the one.
Even though you made me your queen
City and Eastside bishops got it goin' on.
With the M.G.'s, Queen street, V.N.G's ain't no stoppin' the
Village town, Eastside pain, Crenshaw mafia.
that "Encyclopedia"
Oh! Lydia, the Queen of tattoo
On her back is the Battle of Waterloo
Beside it the Wreck of the Hesperus too
And proudly above
and knelt
To reveal the cards it had dealt
An ace, three jacks, two queens, four kings
Then turned them into burning rings
The flames jumped out
[Chorus: Inspectah Deck]
Get money, get fly, get busy, get live
Get over, get by, get women, get high
Get right!
[Inspectah Deck]
Think you can stop
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