DaSun
12-24-2007, 07:30 PM
Artist: Nas f/ Noreaga
Song: Queenstyle
Typed by: DaSun Akbar
[Intro: Nas]
Yo NORE I just can't understand what we gon' do
brothers minds man, youknowwhatiamsaying?
you try to tell a brother when he going the wrong way
try to put 'em in the right way
he don't wanna hear that though
then you just gotta let a nigga go
[Nas]
Death followed him, before it swallowed him whole
It was signs he should of read that was inside his soul
Niggas light dutchies to 'em now
So long miss a muthafucka but still life goes on
Hope I'm rich on my last day, clutching some ass
Nigga said he came in withh, got a nut when he passed
An old man laying dead on my bed, withh some young shit
Screaming out "freedom" when I slumped her chest
After that, chill, be a bitch withh a hex
Every nigga she sexed, be the next put to rest
[Noreaga]
Yo if you're live you'll remember in '85
When it was just passing knives
Made men with made wives
Things change, set of jets copped the Range
Send the slugs, that'll leave that ass crippled
As a child had a anemia without the sickle
N.o.R.E. NORE, Grand Markie
Always wanted to be in this game since Biz Markie
We spark it up what?, light dro throw the chalk up
Ever since crack came in lil capsule's
We control blocks, rock flat tops, had two spots
Sudden blue tops, seein Benny cop new rides
[Nas]
Flow where or flow with the roudy thugs, Queensed out
Smoke Cali bud fiend out, my thoughts leak out
I speak out, what's worth dying for? freedom, respect or both?
What's worth your tears, being broke or when your man gets smoked?
It all depends if you use to have ends in the seeds
Instead cry most of you, whosever fly send the beef
On the other hand if it's not your real fam deseased
And you use to funerals, then it ain't that deep
So when you keep slinging, me myself I do my thing in the street
Since I was young I was anxious to eat
[Noreaga]
Yo since a young sibling, had every flavor Timberland
Always had a jump shot and always dribbling
John McEnroe, Jose lay like Casserole
Doling Mike Tys', the jungle low, cut the china white
Come check ya, mixed the henny with the nectars
On straight flights while y'all cats connectors
If it was up to me, the whole world would be comfortably
But since its not, y'all niggas stay fucked up
I think about y'all too much and be bankrupted
So niggas get yours, I got mines niggas, so what, what?
[Nas]
Sex and money go together like techs and nine shells
Swiss cheese you and cover it up like Roswell
Cartel, you ain't seen no iller regime
The Celest team, prophecy, project warrior, owns property
Crackers hate it, cops get jealous 'cause I stay with
The '98 temporary plates on my whip
The system thing is not right
A rich thug could fuck a cop's wife
'Cause I'm on television and live the pop life
I rock mics, make mills, sound scan sales
One point whateva records, professional skills
Money's the root of evil but it'll make you happy
Don't wanna shoot my people but still they might clap me
'Cause I talk like Dr. Malakayork, played the sidewalk
Hold fort, diamond plate chain, gold fork
Get in tune, rich life Ricky for silver spoon
Frank Lopez's crib, elevators and living room
[Noreaga]
Ayo we're still in Queens, same place where we use to be
Often you won't see us, 'cause we're usually out touring
Leave the hood now the hood boring
NORE, you know me, we're regulating
Straight from Iraq with QB affiliated
It's like a higher learning
From 99th street down to Vernon
Letting our heat burst burning
Like henny wet, throwing up my set
Catch me on star tec, 'bout to set the connect
Yo sex, drugs, money and murder, beers and sex
Lands and Lex in the projects
The 4th floor where we score through our cook-up
D's shook-up, hit the block and now you look up
[Outro: Nas & Noreaga]
[Noreaga] Word, its like the battle symbolise the war
and the war symbolise the winners of the battle
yo'knaw'mean? go at yo' neck, go at yo' neck
[Nas] Either you in it, or you in the motha'fuckin way baby
[Noreaga] word up and annahilate yo' ass
[Nas] Queensstyle, Knaw'sayin?
[Noreaga] Bis-Mi-Allah A-Rahman A-Rahim
[Nas] Queensstyle, Queensstyle
[Noreaga] All that ill shit
[Nas] Word up to the whole crew, L.E.S.
[Noreaga] Word, up, Killuminati
[Nas] The moth'fuckin Firm gangstas niggaz
[Noreaga] Knaw'sayin?
[Nas] The war is on though you'know?
[Noreaga] Went from sellin cracks to sellin raps
[Nas] Makin Plaques
[Noreaga] Bustin gats
[Nas] Drop real facts baby
[Noreaga] Still fuckin hoodrats
[Nas] Its all good
[Noreaga] knaw'mean? from Iraq to QB instantly
[Nas] No doubt
[Noreaga] This shit is crazy
[Nas] QB forever
[Noreaga] Knaw'mean? L.E.S., this shit is crazy, word up
[Nas] Iraq, south side all that shit, Far Rock
Knaw'sayin? recognize the regime Queens baby
[Noreaga] Word up, the realest shit
[Nas] ya'll niggaz die over this shit baby
[Noreaga] If it wasn't for this Queens shit
[Nas] This wouldn't be happenin
[Noreaga] This probably wouldn't be goin on
[Nas] Ya'll know this song
[Noreaga] Word up, word fuck it take it how ya' want it
we gon' bring big guns
[Nas] And make big ones too
[Noreaga] Knaw'sayin?
[Nas] Got the whole motha'fuckin world in my hands
ya'll got the world in ya' hands, we got the world in our hands
[Noreaga] Word, now they wanna peek at us
[Nas] Too many real niggaz on one hill, we need elbow room baby
Song: Queenstyle
Typed by: DaSun Akbar
[Intro: Nas]
Yo NORE I just can't understand what we gon' do
brothers minds man, youknowwhatiamsaying?
you try to tell a brother when he going the wrong way
try to put 'em in the right way
he don't wanna hear that though
then you just gotta let a nigga go
[Nas]
Death followed him, before it swallowed him whole
It was signs he should of read that was inside his soul
Niggas light dutchies to 'em now
So long miss a muthafucka but still life goes on
Hope I'm rich on my last day, clutching some ass
Nigga said he came in withh, got a nut when he passed
An old man laying dead on my bed, withh some young shit
Screaming out "freedom" when I slumped her chest
After that, chill, be a bitch withh a hex
Every nigga she sexed, be the next put to rest
[Noreaga]
Yo if you're live you'll remember in '85
When it was just passing knives
Made men with made wives
Things change, set of jets copped the Range
Send the slugs, that'll leave that ass crippled
As a child had a anemia without the sickle
N.o.R.E. NORE, Grand Markie
Always wanted to be in this game since Biz Markie
We spark it up what?, light dro throw the chalk up
Ever since crack came in lil capsule's
We control blocks, rock flat tops, had two spots
Sudden blue tops, seein Benny cop new rides
[Nas]
Flow where or flow with the roudy thugs, Queensed out
Smoke Cali bud fiend out, my thoughts leak out
I speak out, what's worth dying for? freedom, respect or both?
What's worth your tears, being broke or when your man gets smoked?
It all depends if you use to have ends in the seeds
Instead cry most of you, whosever fly send the beef
On the other hand if it's not your real fam deseased
And you use to funerals, then it ain't that deep
So when you keep slinging, me myself I do my thing in the street
Since I was young I was anxious to eat
[Noreaga]
Yo since a young sibling, had every flavor Timberland
Always had a jump shot and always dribbling
John McEnroe, Jose lay like Casserole
Doling Mike Tys', the jungle low, cut the china white
Come check ya, mixed the henny with the nectars
On straight flights while y'all cats connectors
If it was up to me, the whole world would be comfortably
But since its not, y'all niggas stay fucked up
I think about y'all too much and be bankrupted
So niggas get yours, I got mines niggas, so what, what?
[Nas]
Sex and money go together like techs and nine shells
Swiss cheese you and cover it up like Roswell
Cartel, you ain't seen no iller regime
The Celest team, prophecy, project warrior, owns property
Crackers hate it, cops get jealous 'cause I stay with
The '98 temporary plates on my whip
The system thing is not right
A rich thug could fuck a cop's wife
'Cause I'm on television and live the pop life
I rock mics, make mills, sound scan sales
One point whateva records, professional skills
Money's the root of evil but it'll make you happy
Don't wanna shoot my people but still they might clap me
'Cause I talk like Dr. Malakayork, played the sidewalk
Hold fort, diamond plate chain, gold fork
Get in tune, rich life Ricky for silver spoon
Frank Lopez's crib, elevators and living room
[Noreaga]
Ayo we're still in Queens, same place where we use to be
Often you won't see us, 'cause we're usually out touring
Leave the hood now the hood boring
NORE, you know me, we're regulating
Straight from Iraq with QB affiliated
It's like a higher learning
From 99th street down to Vernon
Letting our heat burst burning
Like henny wet, throwing up my set
Catch me on star tec, 'bout to set the connect
Yo sex, drugs, money and murder, beers and sex
Lands and Lex in the projects
The 4th floor where we score through our cook-up
D's shook-up, hit the block and now you look up
[Outro: Nas & Noreaga]
[Noreaga] Word, its like the battle symbolise the war
and the war symbolise the winners of the battle
yo'knaw'mean? go at yo' neck, go at yo' neck
[Nas] Either you in it, or you in the motha'fuckin way baby
[Noreaga] word up and annahilate yo' ass
[Nas] Queensstyle, Knaw'sayin?
[Noreaga] Bis-Mi-Allah A-Rahman A-Rahim
[Nas] Queensstyle, Queensstyle
[Noreaga] All that ill shit
[Nas] Word up to the whole crew, L.E.S.
[Noreaga] Word, up, Killuminati
[Nas] The moth'fuckin Firm gangstas niggaz
[Noreaga] Knaw'sayin?
[Nas] The war is on though you'know?
[Noreaga] Went from sellin cracks to sellin raps
[Nas] Makin Plaques
[Noreaga] Bustin gats
[Nas] Drop real facts baby
[Noreaga] Still fuckin hoodrats
[Nas] Its all good
[Noreaga] knaw'mean? from Iraq to QB instantly
[Nas] No doubt
[Noreaga] This shit is crazy
[Nas] QB forever
[Noreaga] Knaw'mean? L.E.S., this shit is crazy, word up
[Nas] Iraq, south side all that shit, Far Rock
Knaw'sayin? recognize the regime Queens baby
[Noreaga] Word up, the realest shit
[Nas] ya'll niggaz die over this shit baby
[Noreaga] If it wasn't for this Queens shit
[Nas] This wouldn't be happenin
[Noreaga] This probably wouldn't be goin on
[Nas] Ya'll know this song
[Noreaga] Word up, word fuck it take it how ya' want it
we gon' bring big guns
[Nas] And make big ones too
[Noreaga] Knaw'sayin?
[Nas] Got the whole motha'fuckin world in my hands
ya'll got the world in ya' hands, we got the world in our hands
[Noreaga] Word, now they wanna peek at us
[Nas] Too many real niggaz on one hill, we need elbow room baby