Make that money Make that money, girl (Put the money in my hand, money in my hand) So get up on the throne (Queen) Now make that money, girl Stay up on a level so high they can't reach (Queen) So get you all of that millions, yeah eh Time's up, runnin'

"Now let me take a trip down memory lane" "Comin' outta Queensbridge" I rap for listeners, blunt heads, fly ladies and prisoners Henessey holders and old school niggas, then I be dissin' a Unofficial that smoke woolie thai I dropped out of Kooley High,

Mama, just killed a man Put a gun against his head Pulled my trigger, now he's dead Mama, life had just begun But now I've gone and thrown it all away Didn't mean to make you cry If I'm not back again this time tomorrow Carry on, carry on

The show must go on My make-up may be flaking But my smile still stays on Empty spaces, what are we living for? Abandoned places, I guess we know the score On and on, does anybody know what we are looking for? Another hero, another mindless crime Behind

(It's a kind of magic) It's a kind of magic This rage that lasts a thousand years The bell that rings inside your mind Will soon be gone (A kind of magic) One dream, one soul, one prize, one goal One golden glance of what should be One shaft of light

You show the lights that stop me turn to stone You shine it when I'm alone I had a way then losing it all on my own I had a heart then but the queen has been overthrown And I'm not sleeping now, the dark is too hard to beat And I'm not keeping now the

Death on two legs You're tearing me apart You suck my blood like a leech You break the law and you preach Screw my brain till it hurts You've taken all my money And you want more Misguided old mule with your pig headed rules With your narrow minded

So stop, drop and roll one We're on fire, I think Takes one to grow one Burned out like the prom queen We're right on the brink We're one of a kind It’s all mirrors and smoke rings We’re one of a kind We're all mirrors and smoke rings

And you're a rocket queen I might be a little young but honey I ain't naive Here I am and you're a rocket queen oh yeah I might be too much But honey you're a bit obscene I've seen everything imaginable Pass before these eyes I've had everything that's

Well den a two gyal mi have And I am stuck in between One a hold out Like she don't want to give in One a move out Like she don't want to live in One a twenty one Di other one a nineteen Now one a mi woman And one a mi queen