Who Sang Queens Is? LL Cool J feat. Prodigy

Prodigy G.O.A.T. (The Greatest of All Time) cover art
Release information
Release Date: 2000-9-11
length: 4:26
guest: Prodigy
[Prodigy]
Hit that n****, man, f*** these n****s
Straight up, all why'all n****s

[LL Cool J]
Yo, Yo

[Chorus]
Queens got the vets *click*)
(Killa Queens, killa killa Queens {Q-U})
Queens be the best *click* {Yo}
(Killa Queens, killa killa Queens {Q-U})
Queens take ya heads {Yo} *click* {Yo}
(Killa Queens, killa killa Queens {Q-U})
Queens be the vets {Yo} *click* {Yo}
(Killa Queens, killa killa Queens)

Uhh, Yeah, Yeah, Uh huh, 'Cord this s***
'Cause I'm bout to practice this s***
I'm here to crack ya cat's skulls open
F*** ya head up, more than that bulls*** ya smokin'

N****s buzz you in the door, but I blew it open
Ya rhymes is trash, that verse ain't worth the token
Try to hop this, monotonous, murderous thoughts
When I'm plottin' this, overthrow the government

Burn the whole metropolis
Lyrical warfare, hip-hip apocalypse
Strap devils to the chairs
Start shockin' s***, Q you, I chew through

We could battle in the projects and give or take the clue
Flex could take one, too
The wait, I'm supplyin'
My crew pop they iron from ?HTM? to the peaks of Mount Zion

I'm ready for the showdown
Mention my name, cowboy, watch it go down
I blow through your clique like hurricane Floyd

Keep rappers paranoid, kept your bodies in the game
Is something I can't avoid
S*** get tricky like Zigfried and Roy
I seek and destroy

[Chorus]

Uhh, turn me up a little
I'm a blaze y'all n****s and represent queens
Run up in ya cribs, fill ya tubs qwith gasoline
Smash ya plaques, tie ya arms back

What's ya worse nightmare, Black? I'm beyond that
The mic how I strike it, got 'em dialin' psychics
Roll with minds, don't give a f*** if you don't like it
With n****s that's invited without recited ignited

It burn madd slow and that's why - easy to light it
Me and the ghettos reunited, all the broads is excited
Your a** looks stupid tryin' fight it
You want to get your a** smacked up

So you can dig into the stash that I stacked up
But when my Queens n****s flashed, then you backed up
Keep my dogs fed, so they can s*** when n****s act up
It's the L n**** dot com, dot hot lead red dot on your head, Be

And the rappers you idolized, that idolized me
I walk in the spot, n****s part like the Red Sea
And Todd sharper horrors, we battle to the death
Tonight there's no tomorrow

I'm out for revenge, like rebels in Nicaragua
But I can take it farther
Travel back in time, fill ya baby bottle with lava

[Chorus]

F***er, yo, ah-yo
This is how we put it down, this is Veteran's Day
We work hard so we can play hard and push them big things
persistent, we keep comin' like some nigs

Droppin' albums, every few years we rich
We the best, we the vets
We do this for the love, we thirst for that street s***
It's P, n****, check my record, it's flawless

Do the knowledge to the chorus
Yeah ya f***in' right
While I was raised on my f***in' life
I did my time on them corners, now I lead the f***in' life

Large dollars, guns and ice
Is nothin' you know my weight and the price of it
You know how the Q dogs do cousin
We don't follow trends, we set those, so get up on it

(So get up on it)
[click]

[Chours: x4]

Tracklist
CD 1
  • 1 Intro
  • 2 Imagine That
  • 3 Back Where I Belong
  • 4 LL Cool J
  • 5 Take It Off
  • 6 Skit
  • 7 Fuhgidabowdit
  • 8 Farmers
  • 9 This Is Us
  • 10 Can’t Think
  • 11 Hello
  • 12 You and Me
  • 13 Homicide
  • 14 U Can’t Fuck With Me
  • 15 Queens Is
  • 16 The G.O.A.T.
  • 17 Ill Bomb
  • 18 M.I.S.S. I
  • 19 Shut ’em Down