Lyrics:
Michael Rennie was ill the day the earth stood still
But he told us where we stand
And Flash Gordon was there in silver underwear
Claude Rains was
ignorin' the medicinal herbals
So we in your ass like you was Richard Gere or we was gerbils
You get stepped on like crack vials by ghetto children, plus
can't we love one another
Why can't we, why don't we?
Miss Clara Brown is the unofficial Queen of Shopping Bags
She doesn't like City Shelters so she
thought I’d find more meaning by recording
I poured it all, let it all out, on the drums
But the meaning stayed out of reach like walking on the sun
Melted
birds can't fathom this, equipped
Keep my ducks in a row like Gordon Bombay
Cornish hens that pass by is waving
Cot damn, I reject propriety
Keep cats
Slater
Fucking yo girlfriend I deal with you later
Got on all black, I'm Vader
Call her the queen, cuz she gonna cater to me and my niggas
But I don't date
IF MONEY GREW ON TREES
by Gordon Pogoda, Matt Tishler & Deanna DellaCioppa
Muh-muh-muh, muh-money....
If money grew on trees,
What a different
hop influences are Queen Latifah, Common, The Roots, Blackstar, Tribe Called Quest, Lauryn Hill and Nas. She's also influenced by the works of jazz
Defied my city politics just by being defiant
Youngins 14 with a pistol they ain't grow up on fighting
So when that case do come they don't even know how
If it's problems only option is to rock
And drop his noggin
Tell me who as hot as i am
Dread Scott he been a giant
Pull up on the queen grave
And I rip
one another
Why can't we, why don't we?
Miss Clara Brown is the unofficial Queen of Shopping Bags
She doesn't like City Shelters so she sleeps in Grand
into the Sun for the first time.
Sitting in the corner, hoping not to be noticed.
Still getting kicked out by Gordon.
Come back when you're 18 lads.
flows mans bringing
I'm married to the money
Queens lizzy's my wife
This girls on demon time
If wants she this dick, she best hold this bine
Soon gonna be
hit be prepared to jet
Nigga from the block down to roll nigga
Every single one got a gun
Now i'm smoked nigga
These hoes about to get hit by the best
eyes
Painted toe nails, legacys die
Drivin by the well, egyption queens, Arabian shieks
Are paid to knock off rich kings, for the joy some sing
a fabric raver
Girls looking good in Gucci loafers
Gameboys, Gremlins, Gordon the Gopher
Born in the 80s
Raised in the 90s
Skanking out in my Nikes
was mad that we got hit by Japan
Historians will tell you he provoked that shit
He told lies in attempts to sugar coat that shit
In '45 troops were
and heartache, all the graves and broken bones
For buried there a testament to the evil of a queen
A misery that spread across a weak and stricken land
The crimson
and heartache, all the graves and broken bones
For buried there a testament to the evil of a queen
A misery that spread across a weak and stricken land
The crimson
Scevnth is my name
Take my pic and frame
I'll see the cameras flash but inside I stay the same but of course
Ain't no sense moving from the course
called, Edutainer
You'll find the law of balance on the two turntables
So look out for the FRESH Edutainer label
[KRS-One]
Biddi-by-by, by
me the dragon queen and I come from tibet
I'm calm in the face of pressure and you'll never see me sweat
I've come to your country in search
of Hearts
Backstage the girls were playin' five-card stud by the stairs
Lily had two queens, she was hopin' for a third to match her pair
Outside the streets
car bombs
For bein' over-critical when Uncle get it on
I'll burn your magazine, GOD'll intervene
Can't front on this hip-hop phenomenon from Queens
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