Queens lyrics

Artist  : Pharoahe Monch 
Song : Queens



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There’s a place I know where the bit*hes go
Where they rob you for you dough and sh*t on the
low
In southside.. queens, queens
Where if you say the ave.
People automatically know the path
You don’t have to do the math
In southside.. queens, queens

I knew this nigga named donovan
Astonishin the way he used to handle the pill God
(word? )
Let me speak about the way he used to dribble off
his knees
And in the middle at the same time guzzlin a
beer
Like a puzzle or a riddle - discoverin his path
to the hoop
Scoop, shot, tipped up the backboard oops
Son got hot, never knew he woulda threw it
Cool nigga, when it came to school he blew it
A scholar in acute niggarisms and metropolitans
Get taller and yo donovan hey come around the
block
Dunn got the three sons, f**kin with coupons and
refunds
Food stamps, and still he was a champ
Time to get loot for boots and kicks now
f**k hoops gotta impress the chicks now
His momma said, "donovan why are you
On the corner of linden," and got all rude
He said, "momma listen close i’ma tell you
one time
You’re killin my high, plus I got a nine
All I be doin is puttin in work
So you can get a brand new dress for church
I know the devil lurks outside, man it’s cold
But I don’t wanna get paid slow, and grow old
Like poppa - plus I’m on parole I gotta
Get paid off the streets, to make ends
meet"
With the back of her hand, she smacked him in the
face
Walked out of the crib-piece, pissed with no
taste
That night, rockin nikes, eatin mike’n’ikes
Slapboxin with a dyke on a bike too small
Thinkin, "this time, next year, mom’ll be
able to.. ohhh!"
Shit from across the streets, niggaz approach -
slow
Well get the metal out, too late, the guns flash
In the melee they wet him like reggae sunsplash
Sun dashed with the quickness, back into the
ride
With a smile on his face, the picture of pride
Blood comin from his mouth, now I’m at his
side
Kneelin over donovan’s body before he died
Eyes - flutterin up and down in his head
And with his last breath this is what he said
He said, "whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy,
whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy? "
Then I closed his eyes

There’s a place I know where the people go
Where you can cash dough and chill on the low
In southside.. queens, queens
Where if you say the ave.
People automatically know the path
You don’t have to do the math
In southside.. queens, queens
And if you got a glock, you could bust shots
Like ? ? , when the block be hot
In.. what we talkin bout.. queens, queens

Uhh, c’mon uhh
C’mon.. uhh uhh
I know where people go..
Where you can cash dough and chill on the low..