with her (she comin') [Big Dave] I got cha (she comin) [Riley] She got a lot to say, aight? [Big Dave] I got cha (she comin) I got cha [Queen Pen] Step
, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah For the 98 this is how we do Queen Pen ya'll, T. Lee ya'll Rock on ya'll, D-Dot ya'll Come On [Hook:] [Queen Pen] For all the
wanna know the life I live You dogs wanna see the things I did So much in this world is this shit It's just shit, just full of this [Queen Pen] Check
In my best mode the pesmote enjoy the silence?(Shh) Stop the violence, how when every blind is like the motherfuckin Watts riots pouring out my pen iight
Nice girl, that's clean, that was raised to cook Be on the couch chilling, shorts on, reading a book Biting on a pen, thin glasses on French type frames
street, whatever, check this out, yo [Killah Priest] It's Priest standin' in his greatness, God's favorite I rock the Star like King David, my Queens
leaders think? Every man lookin at each other, scared to blink The seed inside the sanctuary, scary Portraits of Saint Mary, with Mona Lisa The Queen of Cheeba, strokin a cheetah Other
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
Queen Pen of the Click The littlest G with the, hottest shit Here's one thing y'all should never forget that she flows like no other chick) Rock chicks
: (Check that shit) Aight fuck that shit, word word Fuck that other shit, youknowhatI'msayin? We gon' do a little somethin like this, yaknahmsayin
my corner, I got a job at Dairy Queen servin' double burgers, Moonlightin' as a Bloccer servin' double murders, My first check was only fifty bucks, So fuck Dairy Queen
high I wanna cry like tiny violins In my best mode the pesmote enjoy the silence... (Shh) Stop the violence, how when every blind is like the motherfuckin Watts riots pouring out my pen
had more time for us To make more music and write more rhymes But never in my life could I ever have seen That I would ever have to lose the other half
the crib throwing 'round pots and Nice girl, that's clean, that was raised to cook Be on the couch chilling, shorts on, reading a book Biting on a pen
creaming, screaming, dreaming (what else) The girl's possess by the basehead demon Chorus (MC Lyte) In Elementary, Lyte had the Jordache look Like me and any other
