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It's a fact I'll attest to, mess around and I'll arrest you
I ain't playing, you know what I'm saying? This ain't the best you've ever hear coming from a female MC But you know what I mean? (Hail to the Queen!) This MC stands for "Microphone Commando" When I command that you take a hand And throw it up in the air, yeah, just like that now Chill, and watch me rap cause I'm flowing (Flowing) Just like water I slaughter (Slaughter) A battle, put me in it, I win it The mission is music and rhythm Rhythm backed by words, all in my system System by techniques, techniques I got my heart in Heart into the music, music I take part in One try, one God, and one destiny Just dance for me |
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[Queen Latifah]
Possy, Dovey! (Yes mama?) Time to get up! Hello, I'm Queen Latifah, how ya doing? I hope that you're with this, I hope that you're willing I want to introduce you to a cut called "Mama Gave Birth to the Soul Children" [Dove] Well here comes the goy (Goy?) The truth to the goy You know the one, that ate up like boy Stepping with a step, keeping with a kept Making an appearance with a notty-head set Lunatics you lose cause the Plug 2's singing Peace to the negative, nah, you make the weigh-in Weigh-in, weigh-in, way out of order If you know you're better, you'd better that you caught a Waving mine a peace sign higher than a kite If you're feeling sick, it's alright it's fever night Don't do "Do see do" and dig in no potholes Cause if you do we calling in March Patrol It's no different from the verbal last heard Cayumbo is the ruler that's bond to the word He's moving more than three feet, jocking with the knee deep Dove is going to leave you with a tweet tweet tweet [Posdnuos] Next on the menu, we continue with the pasta Dipped in chocolate, served with lotsa Twizzlers and honey, yum yum yummy Lyrics I'm flaunting is good for the tummy Tiptoing in I proceed to the floors Selling much records like a pimp mover Excuse me mommy, Pos wins Cause I'm the A to the Plug W-O-N Brother freak it live for this tribe Now let's ride down the highway of vibes Pushing that we start cause the soul says please Cutting back with the raps and we don't get cheese Ducks and we sit need to get ???? Cause preacher is the key to the casualty Polaroid flicks are back and you know That the soul is moving on up like the Jeffersons |
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Welcome into my Queendom (My Queendom), come one come all
When it comes to lyrics I bring them (I bring them) In spring I sing, in fall I call out to All the ones who had a hard day I prepared a place on my dance floor The time is now for you to par-tay I thought it would be a good chance for you to move (One nation under a groove) House music always soothes So get with the flow, let's go, yo Can you rock to a house groove tempo? If so, then shall we let the games begin? What better off position can you be in? I'm on fire, the flame's too hot to douse The pool is over, come into my house |
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Alright listen, I'm back again cause that's what you required of
Me steady rhyming, and I'm so sick and tired of Being forced to put suckers in their place You make me mad enough to punch you in the face But I'm not trying, so never sound like I don't bone to pick with you Show and prove that you can stand on your own two I speak the poetry, dissing those who keep on quoting me Try to play me, cease it, you don't know me So smile in my face, behind my back take a line or two I'm not an idiot, so who you think you lying to? Queen Latifah's here to lay the law down So speed it up or shake it around because it's a showdown The 45 King is arising, suprising, hypnotising star, he's up to par So I hope you've prepared yourself for what you're in for This is Latifah's Law BMW's and gold rope chains don't impress me Or get you closer to the point you can undress me Get skeezed, you nose will bleed, that's how they live life Prepare to feel the wrath of the giver of all life Fire and desire make you go a little higher When I grab the wire of the mic And get hype, I'm sorry you sound dot Cause I roll like the homicide squad You must be broke and, hoping that I'm soft but I'm dope and Left you in the litter to consider coping with Life, it's trife yeah, but these things happen You need to make it better, stop trying to be the mack again Get a grip on the African way Cause there's a sucker born every day Crime's the way for you to see what the Queen saw And this is Latifah's law Now DJ Mark made up a beat that he can bring you And I of course supply the rhyme that you can swing to The Flavor Unit keeps all, and keeps a way to band And slides keep the hardcore fall, cause I'm heavy-handed Whip out a .45 caliber pen and begin A funky message from beginning to end Peace be to Africa, can't forget my other land Won't fulfill my heart unless I speak about the motherland You say you're living right, but we know it's nonsense In case you forgot, just check your conscience At showtime, I blow lines, you don't get yours, I get mine Your showtimes, you behind, the Queen Latifah divine Rule number one: don't step across the line that I drew Number two: don't take credit for something that you didn't do Number three: check your heart, every man has a call It's time for me to go, but I'll be back, y'all |
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My mellow Latee was kicking flavor
The R.E. posse said "Yo Latifah we can do this" So I paused in the thought and in my brillance I caught And I agreed because I already knew this Now you should want to flex, cause I'm in full effect Queen Latifah is five-oh on this set You've been begging and dying for somebody's rhyming to set you free For God so loved the world he gave to me I'm coolin teaching those needing schoolin The mic, this mic in my hand, I'm rulin So prepare your mind for my lifeline And meet the new Queen of Royal Badness Latifah has the spirit so head for the water And dive into the wrath of my madness (Latifah: rasta chorus) Cost of living getting higher cause them to rhyme our way Queen Latifah getting higher cause her to rhyme our way Some MC's have gold and African vein And using each other to compete with Their subjects I pity because their rhymes are not witty like mine To write a rhyme so delicious you can eat it There are those who like my taste, but don't consider biting There's penalties for those who don't do writing, just be reciting Everyone else's word that took a lot of thinking It's not my fault your thoughts are shrinking while mine are growing, yes you know like all the woman inside of me Despite what you do or say, and even in spite of me Brothers, catch my eye with little hijinks like eye winks Dying to have a lover of my likeness So release all your shyness, call me "Your highness" And dare to feel the wrath of my madness (Latifah: rasta chorus) Cost of living getting higher cause them to rhyme our way Queen Latifah getting higher cause her to rhyme our way Word of mouth is always everlasting And everlasting are the words that I bring The ruler of the ring is Lord Ramsey And music is made by Mark the 45 King You tremble for my treble, you're begging for the bass The voice is too vicious, the same as the pace The crowds, they love me, they give only hugs The shrinked-to-fit buttonflies fit quite snug As a bug, you know why? Because I'm bugging Of the beats that DJ Mark is loving So plex on the sounds that I'm pumping I'm jumping with the energy to turn your mind to gladness Come on, just get into it, don't lie and say you've been through it Feel the wrath of my madness (More rasta singing) I scene is mine cause I took it I took it for the money and I took it for the fun Don't step up in my face, you don't want to feel the taste Don't try and play me out, cause I am not the one Brothers on my brastrap, sisters clocking my sound, why? Because they want to be down with the Queen L-A-T-I-F-A-H in command I supply the concept for you to understand For those who want to bite, don't make me have to fuss The only thing you get is the gluteous maximus Suckers on the tip, you're loving me, you're leaving me You wish that one day you could have this Come on, you know the time, just be thankful for the rhyme And get up on the wrath of my madness (Extended ragga outro) |
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[Queen Latifah]
I stepped into a basement party in Brooklyn The brothers was looking as soon as I put a foot in A female walked up to me and said "Latifah bust a line" I don't think you're on the strength, show me the time I said "If you really want to do this, we can do this, fine Take six paces and begin to rhyme" As soon as attempted to make a sound I ate her up with the verb, broke her down with the noun Cause I hate it when someone challenges with me but cannot balance with me I get annoyed when they can't go blow for blow I get pissed when I hear the lyrics a sucker brings [Daddy-O] Ha ha, I was thinking the same thing Well I was approached by a whole damn group of them Rhyme fiends, biters, and bums Took me kind of light, said they wanted to fight I kinda got uptight (You didn't do what I think you did?) Yeah, right! Bash! went the first, Smash! went the next one He started, he started to run But to his suprise, his feet must have slipped Cause I snapped that neck before the second step |
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[Queen Latifah]
The ladies will kick it, the rhyme that is wicked Those that don't know how to be pros get evicted A woman can bear you, break you, take you Now it's time to rhyme, can you relate to A sister dope enough to make you holler and scream [Monie Love] Ayo, let me take it from here, Queen... Excuse me but I think I'm about do To get into precisely what I am about to do I'm conversating to the folks that have no whatsoever clue So listen very carefully as I break it down for you Merrily merrily merrily merrily hyper happy overjoyed Pleased with all the beats and rhymes my sisters have employed Slick and smooth throwing down the sound totally a yes Let me state the position: Ladies first, yes? (Yes) (Yeah, there's going to be some changes in here) [Monie Love] Believe me when I say being a woman is great, you see I know all the fellas out there will agree with me Not for being one but for being with one Because when it's time for loving it's the woman that gets some Strong, stepping, strutting, moving on Rhyming, cutting, and not forgetting We are the ones that give birth To the new generation of prophets because it's Ladies First [Queen Latifah] I break into a lyrical freestyle Grab the mic, look into the crowd and see smiles Cause they see a woman standing up on her own two Sloppy slouching is something I won't do Some think that we can't flow (can't flow) Stereotypes, they got to go (got to go) I'm a mess around and flip the scene into reverse (With what?) With a little touch of "Ladies First" Who said the ladies couldn't make it, you must be blind If you don't believe, well here, listen to this rhyme Ladies first, there's no time to rehearse I'm divine and my mind expands throughout the universe A female rapper with the message to send the Queen Latifah is a perfect specimen [Monie Love] My sister, can I get some? [Queen Latifah] Sure, Monie Love, grab the mic and get dumb [Monie Lovie] Yo, praise me not for simply being what I am Born in L-O-N-D-O-N and sound American You dig exactly where I'm coming from You want righteous rhyming, Imma give you some To enable you to aid yourself and get paid And the material that has no meaning I wish to slay Pay me every bit of your attention Like mother, like daughter, I would also like to mention I wish for you to bring me to, bring me to the rhythm Of which is now systematically given Desperately stressing I'm the daughter of a sister Who's the mother of a brother who's the brother of another Plus one more; all four Have a job to do, we doing it Respect due, to the mother who's the root of it And next up is me, the M-O-N-I-E L-O-V-E And I'm first cause I'm a L-A-D-I-E [Queen Latifah] Contact and in fact, the style, it gets harder Cooling on the scene with my European partner Laying down track after track, waiting for the climax When I get there, that's when I tax The next man, or the next woman It doesn't make a difference, keep the competition coming And I'll recite the chapter in verse The title of this recital is "Ladies First" |
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[45 King]
Let's start the show off sisters ago look alive The Queen Latifah the King of 45 Bringing a mixture of pure flavor I make beats she rock rhymes so I gave a A sample sound the she added a compound Word this is for those who haven't heard A King and Queen combine minds and trample Thos who oppose us here's an example [Queen Latifah] It's time to run, the King and Queen is on the set The competition is petty and ready to step To the first one, go ahead, rehearse one I hope you don't know you sound like the worst one Rhymes are smoking, concentration can't be broken Queen Latifah's outspoken Use your imagination, picture this Any male or female rapper trying to diss Here for excitement and enticement With my competitors killed I go build with my enlightenment Teach the youth, feed the needy Confident decendent of Queen Nefertiti The mother of civilization will rise Like the cream and still build the strong foundation Secondary but necessary to reproduce Acknowledge the fact that I'm black and I don't lack Queen Latifah is giving you a piece of my mind A rhyme spoken by a feminine teacher Rhymes I do employ, no time for slimy toys I'm steady and stable and the label is Tommy Boy Backed by The Unit, produced by The King Perfection pressed with the style that we bring For the hip-hop patients, this is a King and Queen creation [45 King] Technician, musical musician I'm stating the facts, strictly non-fiction In hip-hop, you wonder who's in trouble most Creativity, you get a double dose How can you stop me? No, I put you to a test The rhymes are Romeo (The beat's a Juliet) With topic blend, this makes me a hard one Persevere, I'm here, gets taught one Strength producer, I send you an ultimatum Hardcore worldwide is how I take 'em I rock, never hyperventilate Others get tired, could use a commercial break 45 King, DJ Mark's my alias It takes a ton of MC's to prevail against me Just listen, I'm unstoppable You want a mission? This one's impossible Beats rock all night with no curfew My talent's advanced, you haven't a clue How I do it, the smoothest loopest spare it If the style fits, I wear it Many attempts were made, none was recognized 45 King said sample soundified I'm going to Wonderland to check, find out who's next You pretty good, but not quite a legend yet Studio mixer, I got the formula And said the man from self, I'm warning you It's my domain, just ask my chauffer My ride's equipped everything from a pool to a sofa On top, it's a usual act Can't wait to get down to 45 Studios I'm into rap, but no urge to sing I'm DJ Mark, 45, 45 King of Swing |
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Let me remind you on how to unwind your body
So dance and shake and just keep in step Understand, draw a clear picture What I'm gonna hit you with is truly def These are the words of a Queen of a Queendom All competitors, I simply cream them One by one, I dust a rush them all If you have any more, bring them To the front so they can sho me what they got What they got, it better be hot Cause if it's not, I'll simply knock them out the box And they'll be put in a spot The style I use will surely amuse The party people to a state of gladness What I mean is I'm on the scene I'm the Queen of Royal Badness Well it's the Lah, T-I-F-A-H While I say my rhyme, Mark creates The direct hi-tech sound of the dope noise The bass will pound, I hope girls, I hope boys Understand what I'm quoting, I'm not joking Or freaking, this is a Queen speaking Wis words, when I'm done I leave your eyes blurred When you address me, address me as "Your Highness" One of hip-hop's finest You see, I can flow on tempo, off tempo It makes me no difference So play that beat, play it, kick it, watch me Flip it, with dope lyrics, you want to hear it? Observe my ways and actions, I grab the mic And draw attractions To the table, I'm a hit you at all angles Those who think I caught a fit, I strangled them The result with a pen and a pad Gets mean, see I'm the Queen of Royal Badness I can't wait until the party is jam-packed When I start to drop it, the people say "Damn, black" The queen is hyped up, awesome and deadly If you don't dance, grab a chair and plex, B Composure's kept, blows are thrown in death, hard as hell Guard as well as you can or step Off the premisis, in one minute it's Going to explode in a style that's limitless Make your first move, don't let it be your worst move Cause if you do, you'll be a hurt fool Keep your mouth shut to those that shout and cuss It's no doubt that I got clout and I'll bust Literature that flows like liquid Some can't comprehend the way I kicked it So don't say nothing Just listen up, follow instructions Rhyme, shake, slide, and dance like Lat said When I'm on stage I sold rage and drop heads Ambidextrous, skilled with both hands Teaching a lesson, ready to throw jams Latifah loves to rip up the scenery It's nothing special, just a Queen to me So do the knowledge, see if you can catch this You know what I mean, it's the Queen of Royal Badness |
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[Queen Latifah]
You asked I came so behold the Queen Let's add a little sense to the scene I'm living positive not out here knocked up But the lines are so dangerous I ought to be locked up This rhyme doesn't require prime time I'm just sharing thoughts of mine Back again cause I knew you wanted it >From the Latifah with the Queen in front of it Dropping bombs you're up in arms, you're puzzled The lines will flow like fluid while you're guzzling The sip I drop you on a BDP-produced track >From KRS to be exact It's a Flavor Unit quest that today has me speaking Cause it's knowledge I'm seeking Enough about myself, I think it's time that I tell you About the evil that men do Situations, reality, what a concept! Nothing ever seems to stay in step So today, here is a message to my sisters and brothers Here are some things I want to cover A woman strives for a better life, but who the hell cares? Because she's living on welfare I government can't come up with a decent housing plan So she's in no man's land It's a sucker who tells you you're equal [KRS-One] You don't need him, Johannasburg's crying for freedom! [Queen Latifah] We the people hold these truths to be self-evident [KRS-One] But there's no response from the president [Queen Latifah] Someone's living the good life, tax-free Except for a girl, can't find a way to be crack free And that's just part of the message I thought I had to send you about the evil that men do Tell me, don't you think it's a shame? When someone can put a quarter in a video game But when a homeless person approaches you on the street You can't treat him the same It's time to teach the def, the dumb, the blind That black-on-black crime only shackles and binds You to a doom, a fate worse than death But there's still time left Stop putting your conscience on cease And bring about some type of peace Not only in your heart, but also in your mind It will benefit all mandkind Then there will be one thing that will never stop And it's the evil that men do |
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Basslines affect me when my rhymes direct me
Forgive the crowds, O Lord, they know not why they sweat me Biting's against the law in the place that I live So I lock up the door with the keys to my crib The call me the high priestess of this hasta Although I'm not a dread and not a rasta There's never been a word I can't master I've always been, a piddly pastor I reign, the lesson of today You have to listen to each and every single word I have to say Because the Ruler Lord Ramsey is on my side And I'm the princess of the posse, so yo, take it light |
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Uh huh, well the name is Latifah, you hear me coming through
the spreaker. Hit it Mark, 45 king I am a bill, yes I'm only a bill when It's time to ill I get ill and time to chill I chill, my homeboy said this was the D.A.I.S.Y. age I take it as meaning you have to get crazy paid You hope I'm from your borough, because I'm thorough You want me to be down with you, to be seen walking around with you Go to the store and buy a brew and rock a rhyme or two So you can bite it, you taste it, you like it You think I'm sleeping on you? Please, don't even try it The name is Latifah, the scene, it is mine The 45 King keeps the beat and the time while I Rock to the rhythm and keep it blowing out So don't try to turn me inside out |
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It's a fact I'll attest to, mess around and I'll arrest you
I ain't playing, you know what I'm saying? This ain't the best you've ever hear coming from a female MC But you know what I mean? (Hail to the Queen!) This MC stands for "Microphone Commando" When I command that you take a hand And throw it up in the air, yeah, just like that now Chill, and watch me rap cause I'm flowing (Flowing) Just like water I slaughter (Slaughter) A battle, put me in it, I win it The mission is music and rhythm Rhythm backed by words, all in my system System by techniques, techniques I got my heart in Heart into the music, music I take part in One try, one God, and one destiny Just dance for me |
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My mellow Latee was kicking flavor
The R.E. posse said "Yo Latifah we can do this" So I paused in the thought and in my brillance I caught And I agreed because I already knew this Now you should want to flex, cause I'm in full effect Queen Latifah is five-oh on this set You've been begging and dying for somebody's rhyming to set you free For God so loved the world he gave to me I'm coolin teaching those needing schoolin The mic, this mic in my hand, I'm rulin So prepare your mind for my lifeline And meet the new Queen of Royal Badness Latifah has the spirit so head for the water And dive into the wrath of my madness (Latifah: rasta chorus) Cost of living getting higher cause them to rhyme our way Queen Latifah getting higher cause her to rhyme our way Some MC's have gold and African vein And using each other to compete with Their subjects I pity because their rhymes are not witty like mine To write a rhyme so delicious you can eat it There are those who like my taste, but don't consider biting There's penalties for those who don't do writing, just be reciting Everyone else's word that took a lot of thinking It's not my fault your thoughts are shrinking while mine are growing, yes you know like all the woman inside of me Despite what you do or say, and even in spite of me Brothers, catch my eye with little hijinks like eye winks Dying to have a lover of my likeness So release all your shyness, call me "Your highness" And dare to feel the wrath of my madness (Latifah: rasta chorus) Cost of living getting higher cause them to rhyme our way Queen Latifah getting higher cause her to rhyme our way Word of mouth is always everlasting And everlasting are the words that I bring The ruler of the ring is Lord Ramsey And music is made by Mark the 45 King You tremble for my treble, you're begging for the bass The voice is too vicious, the same as the pace The crowds, they love me, they give only hugs The shrinked-to-fit buttonflies fit quite snug As a bug, you know why? Because I'm bugging Of the beats that DJ Mark is loving So plex on the sounds that I'm pumping I'm jumping with the energy to turn your mind to gladness Come on, just get into it, don't lie and say you've been through it Feel the wrath of my madness (More rasta singing) I scene is mine cause I took it I took it for the money and I took it for the fun Don't step up in my face, you don't want to feel the taste Don't try and play me out, cause I am not the one Brothers on my brastrap, sisters clocking my sound, why? Because they want to be down with the Queen L-A-T-I-F-A-H in command I supply the concept for you to understand For those who want to bite, don't make me have to fuss The only thing you get is the gluteous maximus Suckers on the tip, you're loving me, you're leaving me You wish that one day you could have this Come on, you know the time, just be thankful for the rhyme And get up on the wrath of my madness (Extended ragga outro) |
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Basslines affect me when my rhymes direct me
Forgive the crowds, O Lord, they know not why they sweat me Biting's against the law in the place that I live So I lock up the door with the keys to my crib The call me the high priestess of this hasta Although I'm not a dread and not a rasta There's never been a word I can't master I've always been, a piddly pastor I reign, the lesson of today You have to listen to each and every single word I have to say Because the Ruler Lord Ramsey is on my side And I'm the princess of the posse, so yo, take it light |
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