Sometimes I wish I had three different faces I'm going to court for three cases in three places One in Queens Manhattan one in Brooklyn The way things is looking I'ma see central bookings Facing 3, 3 to 9 is mad time After re-concurrence for assault 2-9

Exodus, movement of Jah people Uh, uh-huh hmm Babylon position the queen and set the pawn And start transform like Deceptacon Anytime delegates have a discrepence Well a bare tension with some long weapons Night vision upon the attack mission Colaliton

Trust embedded on the sand Trust in us embedded on the sand So you're running in a best of three And you gunning on the kingside For the queen And you gunning for it all May the king fall

Feels so loud So long so long so long You were my army field For you I see So long so long so long, forgets me

And I wanna see the back of your jeans in the seats (my box Chevy) This whip is built for Queens and you wanna be seen wit' a King, Well I wanna see the back of your jeans in seats (my box Chevy) My rims are super clean, paint job that glitters and

I've got to break free I want to break free I want to break free from your lies You're so self satisfied I don't need you God knows, God knows I want to break free I've fallen in love I've fallen in love for the first time And this time I know it's for

The kind that everybody knows...yeah yeah She finer than a painted rose...yeah yeah Sunshine...yeah My sunshine I sold my soul for a one night stand I followed Alice into Wonderland I ate the mushroom and I danced with the queen Yeah we danced in between

I don't really want no friends I don't really want no friends, no I don't really want no friends, I don't really want no friends, no It's fuckin' TR3YWAY! It's King of New York, lookin' for the Queen Uh, you got the right one, mm L-let these-l-let these

This could be heaven This could be heaven This could be heaven for everyone Could be heaven for everyone For everyone In these days of cool reflection (reflection) You come to me and everything seems alright In these days of cold affections You sit by me

You'll be a hard luck woman Baby, 'till you find your man I keep telling you hard luck woman You ain't a hard luck woman Rags, the sailor's only daughter A child of the water Too proud to be a queen Rags, I really love ya I can't forget about ya