queen? Everybody has a real good time Won't you be my prom queen? Everybody has a real good time Won't you be my prom queen? Everybody has a real good time
em up steady fuckin em up But wait why do i have all this blood on my hands Blood on my clothes blood on my shoes Im on the 10 o clock news for steady
their hands up in plastic bags On stage like a savage goin mad WHAT? Yeah yeah, sooooooooooooo! [Prodigy] Yeah, by all means you know you gotta put Queens on it Put cream on
And a bag full of goodies, 12 o'clock had neared So I turned my head a second and the man was gone But he left his drivers wallet smack dead on the lawn
me time to think yeah, I did my fuckin' prison thing Came out still on point, like the RZA rings I'm from Compton but my inkpen live in Queens Rep the
a murder scene is when they?ll truly believe Until then, inside my head I hear the laughter of the dead, the dead, the dead, the dead, the laughter of the dead
sure you was messing around We start to fight Even though I was wrong You loved it when I stood my ground strong That's why you kept me on your arm on
man i wish you was here. huh, and every morning when i'm out on the grind. i try to find most of the time to call you up on your cell let you know where
get down on the flo' on the flo' (4x) Like a Pimp Real girls get down on the flo' on the flo' (2x) Like a pimp Real girls get down on the flo' on the
own power in the P's money bring fleas and crack put palm queens on knees genetics like the jeans on feens..DIRTY im 730 and i feed off queens EARLY
blue Porsche, my destiny's to be the new boss That nigga Paulie gotta die too soft That nigga's dead on, a key heroin, they found his head on The couch
got them cars them ladies love Party People! yeah! we gonna party all night And let yo soul, work! ooo! and let yo soul keep on workin' out [Verse 1 -
think the time is right (No) Call when I'm ready but it won't be tonight We in the club, Free gully no doubt See this real deal playa, starin' dead
, I got's to get an disguise The rat's his on my ass time to get the fuck out of dodge 'cause I'm to known for sellin' stone's on my fuckin' block These
of my time with my next week ass Money on the dinner table like let's eat cash And I do it for the killers and the hundred dolla billas And from now on
Wake up, you're a drama queen Carry on like you're supposed to be Get away, hurry up, come on Get away How long have you been in your bedroom? It's been
King Kong, little elves on the rooftops they dance Valentino-type tangos while the make-up man's hands Shut the eyes of the dead not to embarrass anyone
worry 'bout me i have lots of friends and the road has no end and your time is your money and i've got to spend time on the outside of being removed