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Queen Latifah - Latifah's Law lyrics
Alright listen I'm back again cause that's what you required of Me steady rhyming and I'm so sick and tired of Being forced to put suckers in their place You make me mad enough to punch you in the face But I'm not trying so never sound like I don't bone to pick with you Show and prove that you can stand on your own two I speak the poetry dissing those who keep on quoting me Try to play me cease it, you don't know me So smile in my face, behind my back take a line or two I'm not an idiot, so who you think you lying to? Queen Latifah's here to lay the law down So speed it up or shake it around because it's a showdown The 45 King is arising, suprising, hypnotising star, he's up to par So I hope you've prepared yourself for what you're in for This is Latifah's Law BMW's and gold rope chains don't impress me Or get you closer to the point you can undress me Get skeezed, you nose will bleed, that's how they live life Prepare to feel the wrath of the giver of all life Fire and desire make you go a little higher When I grab the wire of the mic And get hype, I'm sorry you sound dot Cause I roll like the homicide squad You must be broke and, hoping that I'm soft but I'm dope and Left you in the litter to consider coping with Life, it's trife yeah, but these things happen You need to make it better, stop trying to be the mack again Get a grip on the African way Cause there's a sucker born every day Crime's the way for you to see what the Queen saw And this is Latifah's law Now DJ Mark made up a beat that he can bring you And I of course supply the rhyme that you can swing to The Flavor Unit keeps all, and keeps a way to band And slides keep the hardcore fall, cause I'm heavy-handed Whip out a .45 caliber pen and begin A funky message from beginning to end Peace be to Africa, can't forget my other land Won't fulfill my heart unless I speak about the motherland You say you're living right, but we know it's nonsense In case you forgot, just check your conscience At showtime, I blow lines, you don't get yours, I get mine Your showtimes, you behind, the Queen Latifah divine Rule number one: don't step across the line that I drew Number two: don't take credit for something that you didn't do Number three: check your heart, every man has a call It's time for me to go, but I'll be back, y'all |
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