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Queens Get The Money

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  • Ayo, Queens get the money
    ***** is still screaming "Paper chasing"
    But presidential candidates
    Is planning wars with other nations
    Over steak with masons
    Pregnant teens give birth to intelligent gangsters
    They daddies faceless
    Play this by ya stomach
    Let my words massage it and rub it
    I’ll be his daddy if there’s nobody there to love it
    Tell him his name Nasir
    Tell him how he got here
    Momma was just having fun
    With someone above her years
    ****** is still hatin
    Talking that “NaS done fell off with rhyming,
    He rather floss with diamonds”
    They pray “Please God, let him spit that uzi and the army linin”
    “That shorty doowop
    Rollin oowops in the park reclining”
    Take 27 emcees, put them in a line and
    They out of alignment
    My assignment since he said +retirement+
    Hiding behind +8 Mile+ and +The Chronic+
    +Get's Rich But Dies Rhymin'+
    This is high science
    Now add 23 more
    For Queens to be more
    I’m over they heads
    Like a bulimic on a see-saw
    Now that’s +50+ porch monkeys ate up at the same time
    +Nasty NAS+DAQ
    Ya'll gonna bow holmes
    This is DOW +Jones+
    80 cal. chrome
    Needed time alone
    To zone
    The +Mac+k left his +iPhone+
    And his nine at home
    My queen used her milkshake to bring ya’ll to my slaughterhouses
    I do this for the group home kids and boarding houses
    This that ***** **** that’s on the album
    For them ****** inside the chalk linin, 40 houses
    Bring back Arsenio,
    Hip hop was aborted, so NaS breathes life back into the embryo
    Let us make man in our image
    Spit it ,I’m Huey P. and Louie V.
    At the eulogy throwing Molotov's for Emmitt
    You ain’t as hot as I is
    All of these false prophets is not messiahs
    You don’t know how high the sky is the square mileage
    Of earth or what PI is
    I’m the shaky hand that touched George Foreman in Zaire
    The same hand that punched down
    devils that brought down the towers
  • [00:21.77]Ayo, Queens get the money
    [00:23.99]***** is still screaming "Paper chasing"
    [00:25.44]But presidential candidates
    [00:27.12]Is planning wars with other nations
    [00:28.62]Over steak with masons
    [00:30.06]Pregnant teens give birth to intelligent gangsters
    [00:32.01]They daddies faceless
    [00:33.70]Play this by ya stomach
    [00:35.44]Let my words massage it and rub it
    [00:37.36]I’ll be his daddy if there’s nobody there to love it
    [00:39.19]Tell him his name Nasir
    [00:40.85]Tell him how he got here
    [00:42.35]Momma was just having fun
    [00:43.78]With someone above her years
    [00:45.08]****** is still hatin
    [00:46.47]Talking that “NaS done fell off with rhyming,
    [00:48.76]He rather floss with diamonds”
    [00:50.15]They pray “Please God, let him spit that uzi and the army linin”
    [00:53.31]“That shorty doowop
    [00:54.95]Rollin oowops in the park reclining”
    [00:56.76]Take 27 emcees, put them in a line and
    [00:59.16]They out of alignment
    [01:00.40]My assignment since he said +retirement+
    [01:02.00]Hiding behind +8 Mile+ and +The Chronic+
    [01:03.31]+Get's Rich But Dies Rhymin'+
    [01:05.07]This is high science
    [01:06.56]Now add 23 more
    [01:08.42]For Queens to be more
    [01:09.67]I’m over they heads
    [01:10.73]Like a bulimic on a see-saw
    [01:12.20]Now that’s +50+ porch monkeys ate up at the same time
    [01:15.66]+Nasty NAS+DAQ
    [01:16.73]Ya'll gonna bow holmes
    [01:17.86]This is DOW +Jones+
    [01:18.90]80 cal. chrome
    [01:19.91]Needed time alone
    [01:20.67]To zone
    [01:21.34]The +Mac+k left his +iPhone+
    [01:22.79]And his nine at home
    [01:24.00]My queen used her milkshake to bring ya’ll to my slaughterhouses
    [01:26.93]I do this for the group home kids and boarding houses
    [01:29.71]This that ***** **** that’s on the album
    [01:31.97]For them ****** inside the chalk linin, 40 houses
    [01:34.22]Bring back Arsenio,
    [01:35.84]Hip hop was aborted, so NaS breathes life back into the embryo
    [01:40.25]Let us make man in our image
    [01:42.33]Spit it ,I’m Huey P. and Louie V.
    [01:44.17]At the eulogy throwing Molotov's for Emmitt
    [01:46.66]You ain’t as hot as I is
    [01:49.00]All of these false prophets is not messiahs
    [01:51.80]You don’t know how high the sky is the square mileage
    [01:55.63]Of earth or what PI is
    [01:57.38]I’m the shaky hand that touched George Foreman in Zaire
    [02:00.49]The same hand that punched down
    [02:01.69]devils that brought down the towers