your storm feel sky blue Girl when you're lost you know I'll find you If I'm not beside you I'm inside you You're a dream, inception, you're my queen
them hoes but they never coming round I got pent house walls I stay high above your ass And I can see it all, my balcony is glass And wifey's over (Bitches) But
I want to tell you a story Once upon a time There were five young guys Hanging in and out of Newcastle, Playing Rhythm and Blues They had nothing to
Watch you sleep, so peaceful and serene A toast to the queen, you're back in my life But this time I'ma do it right Trust me, from the bottom of my heart Nothin
fire (Yeah, she's the queen of country) He's a comedy prince Makin' something out of nothing (We hooked up in the studio to make this song!) But as usual
widow's wearin' black? Queen bee, baby Pray that you may be left on your own, uh huh Nothin' she'll give you, gonna outlive you, uh, uh, uh But the queen
Pardon me your honor, may I address the bench? They try-na assassinate me like they did to Larry Flynt Excuse my persona, I may be hardcore but I'm not
Man it don't really matter to me Already know what they trying to do get Little money they loving you But when you broke they ain't nothing to you I mean but
like we could help But there was nothing no one could do And if there was, man, you know I would have been the first But when someone turns that blue
By pimpin' their instincts until they were fat Horny an' strung out An' her right to be kept queen of the universe Who is this bitch? You get somethin' for nothin
don't promote no violence but If that boy gets arrogant O Leave that boy in the basement so Done with the bat get up jus walk I'm not a female beater but
song, a mother prays another gone but still we play like aint nothing wrong like aint nothing wrong cause aint nothing wrong Im not as fast, I'm not as tall but
the hood every family But what if Hip Hop didn't exist? There wouldn't be this, there wouldn't be Chris, Or a Public Enemy with a black power fist. No Queen
'll give ya something to regret Throw that mothafucking semi to ya neck Throw the other black Jimmy to ya chest If you budge, you get stretched, nothing more, nothing
bein' frontin' to you Hundred thousand dollar shopping sprees wasn't nothin' to you When three was a crowd but I dealt with it And your sex wasn't wild but
my daughter's lives But I can't thrive off spirit and scripture the picture grew clearer I made the move to rear her in a life wanting for nothing So
head with all that FLAAAAAAAAAVVAAAAAAAAA Verse Two: Jadakiss Yeah aight then, you better act like you know L to the O, X amount the flows Ain't nothin' change but
her, all he wanted was the sex Once he get it, then he gone, then it's on to somethin' fresh Somethin' new, nothin' borrowed, nothin' blue, no weddin' dress But
