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10.12.2002 |
1. | For The Love Of Money (feat. Troop & Levert) |
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3. | She's A Queen |
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8. | Go Head |
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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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[Talk:]
This jam is dedicated to my brother
Winki who is looking down on me
from
Heaven Watching my every move as
usual....
[Chorus:]
There but for the grace of god do I go
do I go
There but for the grace of God do I
go do I go-go
I'm trying to take my time on this
rhyme
But it's bustin from the seems
Like a fantasy and eagerness of
dreams
I'm moving all around
Oh yes,I'm making leaps an bounds
Theres so much shit to say, no time to
write it down
I'm skippin' to this and skippin' to that
I've overflowed my cup.
I'm flowin' kind of quick I hope you
can keep up
Every ain't cool just cause you slap
me on my hand
There're things about all of ya'll have
got to understand
Latifah- never was a teacher
Never was a preacher
Never was a saint
Never was conceited
Never was defeated
Sometimes I get tired sometimes I
want to faint.
But I never shut up when things piss
me off
And if I got to curse at you to get my
point across
Thats what I got to do thats how it's
got to be
I've got an angel watching over me
[Chorus 2x]
The Lord is the light of my life and he
brightens up my world
Yes he did, yes he did
The Lord is the light of my life and he
brightens up my world
You don't hear me
Lord is the light of my life and he
brightens up my world,
world,world,world
The light of my world, my world-
AHHHHH yes he did...............
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The Queen is hyped up [4x]
Queen: Ayo Manda
Amanda: What's up La
Queen: Yo people have been trying
to get fierce on me, I think it's time I
tell them about themselves
Amanda: Yo just give it to them safari
sytle
Well, well, well it's L.A
The T.I
The F.A.H
You'll see why
Q.U
Double E.
N
Is the reason I must be myself
What else?
Well fame hasn't got me
Souped up
Selling out
Sloppy or poppy
There so much live for
There for
Here's more from a woman
All woman
Keep the rumors
To Your
Self
The over blown
Home grown
Not known
Fools who never shown
Proof let alone own
A lot of props
Or hip hip pop chart
Notch on your clock is my spot
Now who got the marks?
I do
Why you little played out Achew
(Bless You)
I'm allergic to wack crews
The La
The Ti
The Fah
The Queen is up
Throwing salt that you never seen
before
How dare
Those who talk
We can't have them
Some make me wanna go out with
the bat and a magnum
But a wise
Civilized
Growing higher
Judgements from the queen
Punish is the fire
I here to make these fools out of liars
You must learn step and respect the
sire
Face the fire
Latifah had it up to here the frauds
felling fear (fear)
The sound is playing like a Q-tip
digging your ear (ear)
Mama Zula stands for positivity,
knowledge, and grace
I never run my piece damn I'll take it
to your face
Open why you hoping
None stutter
Stop 'em
Maybe choke (choke)
Because it's very hard to breathe
While La got you in a yolk
I'll cut your throat
I'll cut it short
No one ever getting near
Latifah's had it up to here
[Chorus:]
Give it to 'em Queen (Yeah Yeah
Yeah)
Give it to 'em Queen (I got it)
Give it to 'em Queen (Yeah Yeah
Yeah)
Give it to 'em Queen (I got it)
Give it to 'em Queen (Yeah Yeah
Yeah)
Give it to 'em Queen (I got it)
Give it to 'em Queen (Yeah Yeah
Yeah)
Queen L.A.T.I.F.A.H in command
Some of these commercial
entertainers
Are commercially a pain to mind and
my behind
Try to dis Dana
Bumping me off
Because the Queen has reached a
certain plateau
All I do is boo and say "is that so?"
Talk is cheap
And if talk got any cheaper (huh)
They'll be selling Nike tongues
instead of sneakers
Kay sa rah sa rah
Blazay blah
Etcetera
This is a scene from the Queen La La
Lovely and lyrically loose
But lady like
I'm too slick to slip up or get tricked
by the shady type
Chomps yall talk and still wonder how
loose I got
When I'm in town I give the boosters
booster shots
Breaks
Breaks
Face
Face
Never
Never
Waste
Waste
Your mind on a rhyme
That will get thrown in your fronting
face
I'll cut your throat
I'll cut it short
No one ever getting near
Latifah's had it up to here
[Chorus]
Royal and loyal
Face the fire
Boy
You wouldn't get the time of the day
So make way
Hey
Silence I say
Lay low and have a cold one
Cause the whipping I'm dishing is an
old one
I through some soul into my morning
bowl
Then I rolled
I took your gold and stopped your
singled
Cause it ever never sold
Matter of fact it never even got the
time to sprout
So you could never give me body or
come in my house
The Flavor Unit is doing back again
this year
How many flavors of the flavor can
you love to hear
Feel the force of my holocaust
I'm staring at ya
Put in a bid on who will fall
I'm sure to match ya
Snatch ya
Stature
Your broken looks more like a
fracture
Catch that rapper
Latifah will be back to crush ya
Go buy a heart
Cause from the start I told ya no one
getting near
Latifah's had it up to here
[Chorus Outro:]
Give it to 'em Queen
(Who got it)
Give it to 'em Queen
(Latifah)
Give it to 'em Queen
(Who got it)
Give it to 'em Queen
(The Flavor Unit)
Give it to 'em Queen
(I got it)
Give it to 'em Queen
(Latifah)
Give it to 'em Queen
(Dj A.D)
Give it to 'em Queen
(Ease off)
[Scratching]
Give it to 'em Queen
L.A
L.A
L.A.T.I.F.A.H in command
Give it to 'em Queen
L.A
L.A.T.I.F.A.H.H.H in command
Give it to 'em Queen
L.L.A
L.A.T.I.F.A.H in command
Give it to 'em Queen
L.A
L.A
L.A.T.I.F.A.H in command
L.A
L.A
L.A.T.I.F.A.H in command
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(uh)U-N-I-T-Y
U-N-I-T-Y (That's a unity)
U-N-I-T-Y
Love a black man from infinity to
infinity
who're you a calling a bitch?
Chrous:
U-N-I-T-Y(you gotta let em know)
U-N-I-T-Y (That's a unity)(come on
here we go)
U-N-I-T-Y (you gotta let em know)
Another black woman from infinity to
infinity
(you ain't a bitch or a hoe)
U-N-I-T-Y(you gotta let em know)
U-N-I-T-Y (That's a unity)(come on
here we go)
U-N-I-T-Y (you gotta let em know)
Another black woman from infinity to
infinity
(you ain't a bitch or a hoe)
Instinct leads me to another flow
Everytime I hear a brother call a girl a
bitch or a ho
Trying to make a sister feel low
You know all of that gots to go
Now everybody knows there's
exceptions to this rule
Now don't be getting mad, when we
playing, it's cool
But don't you be calling out my name
I bring wrath to those who disrespect
me like a dame
That's why I'm talking, one day I was
walking down the block
I had my cutoff shorts on right cause
it was crazy hot
I walked past these dudes when they
passed me
One of 'em felt my booty, he was
nasty
I turned around red, somebody was
catching the wrath
Then the little one said (Yeah me
bitch) and laughed
Since he was with his boys he tried to
break fly
(Huh) I punched him dead in his eye
and said
"Who you calling a bitch?"
Chorus (2x)
I hit the bottle There ain't nowhere
else to go but up
Bad days at work and they gave you
an attitude
then you were rough
And take it out on me but that's about
enough
You put your hands on me again I'll
put your ass in handcuffs
I guess I fell so deep in love I grew
dependency
I was too blind to see just how it was
affecting me
All that I knew was you was all the
man I had
And I was scared to let you go, even
though you treated me bad
But I don't want my kids to see me
getting beat down
By daddy smacking mommy all
around
You say I'm nothing without ya, but
I'm nothing with ya
A man don't really love you if he hits
ya
This is my notice to the door, I'm not
taking it no more
I'm not your personal whore, that's not
what I'm here for
And nothing good gonna come to ya
til you do right by me
Brother you ain't that sick? (Who you
calling a bitch?)
Chorus
What's going on in your mind is what I
ask ya
But like Yo-Yo, you don't hear me
though
You wear a rag around your head
and you
Call yourself a "Gangsta Bitch" now
that you saw Apache's video
I saw you wilding, acting like a fool
I peeped you out the window jumping
girls after school
But where did all of this come from?
A minute ago, you was a nerd and
nobody ever heard of ya
Now you a wannabe...hard
You barely know your ABC's, please
There's plenty of people out there
with triggers ready to pull it
Why you trying to jump in front of the
bullet (Young lady)
Uh, and real bad girls are the silent
type (yeah)
Ain't none of this worth getting your
face sliced
Cause that's what happened to your
homegirl, right?
(Bucking with nobody)
She got to wear that for life (Who you
calling a bitch?)
Chorus
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(why ya'll ain't say. yooo
you know you supposed to say something to me)
Oh baby baby, ahh yeah, clap your hands y'all
check it, dig it while i rip it
check it while i wreck it
(give it to'm La)
ok gimme a few seconds
First I give a shout to every Jersery born and bread head
and everybody in new york from to brunettes to read heads
Who got my back?
(Jersey got yo back)
Yo tell me who's got my back?
(the Bronx got your back)
Yo tell me who's got my back?
(Brooklyn got your back)
Yo yo yo yo who's got my back
(uptown got your back)
Thank you as I come back in to the beat
Give a shout out to my brother L.A.N.C.E
Up in heaven, resting, chilling, watching over me
You know you're too good to be forgotten
Poppa wasn't here but there was Lance in the house
It's only me and mommy you the man of the house
Always flip the scipt back to the old days
I used to rock it on the high school stage
I used to drink 40s back then I didn't blaze
Twitched to the pipe with the peace these days
Just go on to let you know I flow on
I'm wicked out my gluteus so ho on and ho on
(hooohhoo)
that's what we about to do
(hooohhoo)
take you on a mission with the Flavor U
uh, me no deal with no dibby dibby flip flop
I get mad when it comes to playing hip hop
but chill
(gimme five on the black hand side)
just chill
(gimme five on the black hand side)
yo chill
(gimme five on the black hand side)
uh
(gimme five on the black hand side)
come on chill
(gimme five on the black hand side)
check it fear don't live in here
tears don't bring me cheers
so gear for another year because I had it up to here
yeah, I'm about through with you
you whack and bootie pooh with
rip up the crew left and right hear the one and the two
I'm read-to-set-it-off again
wanna bet I can wreck you and your next of kin
in fact don't make me have to get the royal getcha
best ta your narrow ass up off that crack
Booking any show when I know that I'll pack it
Attacking with my tactics
I'm loaded like a full metal jacket
I'll flip mines to get mines
I'm happy to get with you
but you can't come out to play
right now you got to much shit to do
It's all game it all sounds the same
the suckas know my name is sitting on the tips of their brains
but they shame, they scared to face me
yet they want to disgrace me, erase me
they must be freaking crazy
I'm the la la la from haulstead
bread with the queen with a prefix
it's off with your head
and that's a promise cause I don't make threats
so mind your neck cause it's about to get set
c'mon set it off (2x)
(gimme five on the black hand side)
uh, set it off
(gimme five on the black hand side)
somebody set it off
(gimme five on the black hand side)
watch somebody set it off
(gimme five on the black hand side)
ah
check the queen set it off
parley
ah uh, yeah (3x)
Black reign 1993.
I'd like to welcome you to this album
matter of fact I'd like to welcome you to a new day
a new day to hear me
Check this out ya'll
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[Queen Talking:]
We gon take this one over to 275
Paulstand
384 Steuyversant, we gon take it
over to
155 Morgan
144 Harrison
[Chorus:]
Just Another Day, living in the hood
Just another day around the way
Feelin good today, feelin lovely-yay
Just another day, living in the hood
Just another day around the way
Feelin good today
I hear the(gunshot), but I'm here to
stay
Well it's a beautiful day in the
neighborhood
A beautiful day in the neighbor-hood
Can't go wrong, I feel strong and the
flavor's good
I'm wit whateva comes my way, hip-
hop hooray
Latifah's on vacation, I'm just plain on
day to day
I strap out, step out in every direction
Glock, tech's, jimmy hat's, in case I
need protection
So I land cruise, play I wanna be's
A kid in the increase gettin jack right
in front of me
So I pull the tech close, my finger's on
the trigger
Don't wanna get wet, so they step
Cause mine's is slighty bigger
But better yet, I'ma threat, so ya
better walk
Or get sketched out in chalk, cause I
don't wanna talk
I stay true blue, I'm hopin it's you too
I got the fever for the flava of
a??????
So it's back to the block time to play
It's just another day around the way,
hey
[Chorus]
Time to chill, hit the hill, uptown let's
keep it sight's
Shoot some pool, act a fool, cause
it's own tonight
I'm doin the knowledge, it's not easy,
easy
Watchin a cop cuff a kid for sellin a
clip to a D.T.
But it's home, so I flex, get pressure's
off my chest
Slip in a tape, now which hood
should I hit next
Stomach ache, had a steak, and
take for a bean pie
Get a final call for the brother in a
bow-tie
I'm from little kid's, dream, and fiend
for fun
Lots of laughter moms, no pops playin
wit her son
I pass by a girl wake, they say she
died at seven
Hit by a stray, but I pray their's a hood
in heaven
Fake brother's claim their's no shame
in they're game
You know my name, show me a real
nigga wit a brain
Too it's back to the block time to play
It's just another day around the way,
hey
[Chorus]
You know I gotta get props, I can't
stop, wit out y'all
I be nothin, no wreckin, no checkin,
no rhymin, no cuttin
No stages from pages, no phones, no
beeper's
No reason to put Queen in front of
the name Latifah
I come with the real like respectin in
rule
Cause me and my peoples around the
way remain cool
So it's back to the block time to play
It's just another day, around the wha,
around the muthafuckin way
[Chorus until fade]
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Do we look? Where is love?
Has it gone? Do we search or move on?
Hear the wind as it blows
And my heart says the next time I'll know
Set it off, I suggest y'all
Set it off, I suggest y'all
Set it off
Come on now, set it off
Set it off on the left y'all
Set it off on the right y'all
Set it off
Come on now, set it off
Holding on, friends around
All together searching for a way out
When it's time, will we know?
Or will life grant us no second try?
Set it off, I suggest y'all
Set it off, I suggest y'all
Set it off
Come on now, set it off
Set it off on the left y'all
Set it off on the right y'all
Set it off
Come on now, set it off
Now it's too late to work it out
I'm in too deep to just pull out
There ain't no way I'll turn away
Nothing to do but set it off
Set it off, I suggest y'all
Set it off, I suggest y'all
Set it off
Come on now, set it off
Set it off on the left y'all
Set it off on the right y'all
Set it off
Come on now, set it off
Me hear police, them a chat about me just one time
Me live the life, love money, that's two crimes
What will be my destiny? Hey, hey
Me say silly of me to think that I could
Ever get away with crime
What will I do? Hey
When they come for you, check it
I got nowhere to go, nothin' to lose, I'm lost
Who rotton but Cleo, hot like ultra reels
Wit' my back to the wall, I put my gat to not dog
Replace your playa's ball with a number one ball
Situations up in here got me capable of sinnin'
You grinnin'? Watch me speed stick ya like Mennin
Lettin' it off, settin' it off, then beginning
Pinnin' these ill rhymes, representin' ill women, set it
Set it off, I suggest y'all
Set it off, I suggest y'all
Set it off
Come on now, set it off
Set it off on the left y'all
Set it off on the right y'all
Set it off
Come on now, set it off
Set it off, I suggest y'all
Set it off, I suggest y'all
Set it off
Come on now, set it off
Set it off on the left y'all
Set it off on the right y'all
Set it off
Come on now, set it off
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[Chorus 1 5x:]
ReFugees, go 'head and do it
Paper
Go 'head and do it
Ooh, I betca' wondering how I knew
That you been tryin' to infultrate my crew
It ain't no hiding from the Flava U.
Don't get it confused, you ain't untouchable
(Go 'head and do it)
And while I been tryin' to keep my cool like a queen
(Ooh, like a queen)
Without them bringin' the naughty girl outta me
(Ooh, naughty girl outta me)
[Chorus 2:]
Don't cha know I heard you tryin' to take mine
While I shine, you're living fake lives
Don't ya know I heard you tryin' to take mine
But while I shine ya lip and fake y'all styles
All around me
(Hata's tryin' to play La'
but they know that they can't take her paper)
Go 'head and do it
Everybody talking see
Spreadin' them lies about my friends and me
They say that we're tighter than suppose to get
That's because I haven't let ya chill wit me yet
You make it hard for a girl to roll
(Ooh, girl to roll)
But make it easy so my pockets stay swol'
(ooh, pockets stay swol')
[Chorus 2]
[Pras]
That's right, yeah
Check it, check it, why
Check it, check it
Come on, come on
Yo, yo
Where my fellas at? Where my fellas at?
Where my ladies at? Where my ladies at?
[Queen Latifah]
As I look back on my life (check it)
To get where I am I had to sacrifice
You slammed my name in your magazine
This business gets hard tryin' to stay a queen
You're checkin' for me, you need to check yourself
(Ooh, check yourself)
And be someone, not someone else
(Ooh, someone else)
[Chorus 1]
[Ad lib until fade]
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When I'm sexing you, when I'm next to you, I know it's alright
It's the things you do, make me cling to you 'cause I know it's alright
There's a special way that you do what you do
Anywhere and anytime, you're not an ordinary lover
You give me good times, leave me so satisfied
When I'm sexing you, when I'm next to you, I know it's alright
It's the things you do, make me cling to you 'cause I know it's alright
I'm overwhemled by the way that you handle
'Cause I've been down for a little while
I've got experience to know when it's this good every thing
Every thing is alright, alright, yeah
When I'm sexing you, when I'm next to you, I know it's alright
It's the things you do, make me cling to you 'cause I know it's alright
It's alright, it's alright
When you're near, I don't fear, I feel so safe and secure
You feel good in my arms and I know that you are, you're the one for me
When I'm sexing you, when I'm next to you, I know it's alright
It's the things you do, make me cling to you 'cause I know it's alright
How do I know you'll never go? You've got to be the one for me
I always pray that you will stay 'cause baby you're the one
When I'm sexing you, when I'm next to you, I know it's alright
It's the things you do, make me cling to you 'cause I know it's alright
When I'm sexing you, when I'm next to you, I know it's alright
It's the things you do, make me cling to you 'cause I know it's alright
When I'm sexing you, when I'm next to you, I know it's alright
It's the things you do, make me cling to you 'cause I know it's alright
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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
[Chorus 2x:]
Don't make me wait, come into my
house
Give me body
Here's a dance step, from now I'll
kick a
Bass and treble flow through the
speakers
Ride the rhythm, I know it's gonna
reach ya
I'm the Queen, Latifah
Now it's time to run through it
45 King? (Yeah, baby?) Cue it
Yeah, there you go, I told you you
could do it
Now did you enjoy it? (That was cool)
I knew it
Dance to the beat of the drum, give
me some
With the Flavor Unit I've come to say
"Ride the grooveline"
Don't swing the pipeline, listen to the
smooth line
Throw away the white line
It's a house party I'm hosting (What?)
Come and rock with the one that's
chosen
It can't turn me inside out (Uh uh)
For those that dare, come into my
house
[Chorus 2x]
It's a new fusion I'm using
You ask what is it I'm doing?
Hip-hop house, hip-hop jazz, with a
little pizzazz
From the Queen, the Queen of Royal
Badness
Remember me from "Wrath of My
Madness?"
It's my rap that rocks this party
I'm a hijack and jack your body
This is not an erotic interlude
Keep in mind I move multitudes
The asiatic black woman, hardcore
beat drumming
It's hard to keep a good woman
down, so I keep coming
Blow for blow, I take and I get some
Still I rise in a civilized wisdom
I hope the lyrical display has you
around
It's an open invitation, come into my
house
[Chorus 4x]
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