own crown You're a king without a queen, oh, a king without a queen Saddest thing I?ll ever sing Oh, a king without a queen, king without a queen
hearts won't mend) As time will pass us by You won't change as the sky burns me Another lonely night will await me As the sky will burn you apart
're stuck to the phone Burn up a hundred cigarettes The yes men you know They tell you no go And dissatisfaction's all you get Hey, when you're needing a queen
Her laughter still burns Burden black,rosen red The setting sun becomes her Now she walks the shadows Now she haunts the night Nocturnal Queen Forbidden
is about maria A close friend of mine Who lost herself in drugs She told me to wait for her But guess what... She never came back And I'm still waiting
I crashed the party when I splashed Down in the surf, the new kid on Earth Dropped out of orbit and into high school Every day the Earth stood still
shit I'll burn in hell and be through with it. I've got a life, it ain't big but it's a life. I've got clothes and heaven knows that I've still got my
re still on the dark side of the moon And always on my mind So why don?t I miss you? So many nights we drove around King and queen of the whole damn
Burned this disco Burned this disco Burned this disco Burned this disco Burned this disco Burned this disco I've been thinking, reminiscing 'Bout the
too hard to bare She's got tons of angst To leek into your teenage minds But she's a beauty queen With liner dripping from her eyes Her tears keep burning
over I think better when I'm not sober I Smoke goodie no glaucoma I'm a stock holder Private flights back home No stop over Still spittin' that
and some shots over I think better when I'm not sober I smoke good ain't no glaucoma I'm a stockholder, Private flights back home no stop over Still spittin
through deep relaxation Yo, I came across grown men too scared to dream I walked past them as a child with a staff on the south side of queens Where
t for his newborn brother He was barely eighteen, murdering people even younger And he still ducks and covers every time he hears the thunder He still
[Queen Heroin] Asides from gettin in you, the words will stain you Permanent like ink in epidermis, from tattoo artists to scar this, thought of partnership
[Havoc] Sometimes I wish I had three different faces I'm going to court for three cases in three places One in Queens Manhattan one in Brooklyn The
niggas get laced with car bombs For being overcritical with uncle get it on I burn your magazine, god'll intervene Can't front on this hip hop phenomenon from Queens
roof tryna blast at you See me in the six coupe, twins engine Skiddin, murder scene left, God ridden New guns, old guns, need to test those I burn, baby, burn