[Common] Cold-blooded, cold-blooded, hard-core Rough and rugged, rugged and raw For you and your-your, for you and your You got the C to the, huh - cold
swag And everythin' she got, she work for it, good life made for it She take pride in sayin' that she paid for it Only kinda girl I want Independent queen
Yeah, yeah It's the easy, queasy, beautiful, beautiful Yeah, y'all know me It's the queen bee, queasy, breezy, beautiful Cover girl, a cover girl I want
your child's life Then, girl, you're a superwoman Girls, it's hard To carry the weight of the world on your shoulders Girls, it's so hard And ain't
night nigga you aint know about The life when shit gets heavier than Norbit's wife we still gotta Spit some enourmous ryhmes niggas more than life its more than life
Queens, killa, killa Queens) Queens take ya heads (Killa Queens, killa, killa Queens) Queens be the vets (Killa Queens, killa, killa Queens) Queens got the vets Queens
candy flavored You see I drive one now and drive the other one later Shit, it's the new Fresh Prince and all I'm missing is Jada I got a hard drive, all
you. and lifes to short, to live without the fighter in you. prayers moves mountains, so hold up your hands. praying could change your life, but not go to plan. (Chourus) Life
up right I just want to sing a song about my life, my life This is a story from my life see I wouldn't want to lie getting on by with my lullaby And
as long as you share with your neighbor Some like the Sour D, that's an east coast swing But on the west coast we all know KUSH is queen Some of y'all
kid My flow is long money, my face is Hollywood My tattoo's could hit you with the thug ??hard flow?? My attitude is universal, yeah Hong Kong money When we get back to Queen
First night if I don't hit, second night I want some shit Third night we call it quits, I ain't fuckin' with the bitch Sex is my drug of choice, I'm high off life
Sometimes it's hard to wake up in the mornin' Mind full of demons, I don't wanna hear 'em anymore Got me heartbroken, fine, so many babies screamin' '
you please turn him loose? The good Lord only knows what I go through Will you please make up your mind what you want me to do? My life with you baby has been one hard
me Here in this cold white room Tied up to these machines It's hard to imagine life as it used to be Laughing, screaming, tumbling queen Like the most
what might have been Unfinished business, crawling out of the woodwork You know how to ruin a good dream See your life reflected in my painted eyes These memories are hard
say. Just let me lie down a while and I'll be on my way. I was no more than a kid when you put me on the southern queen. With the police on my back
the man Where the beef at Back in the days I ain't even go out for recess A nigg don't play Man i been livin o.k. Been up in queens where they rid of