Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Queen Ting, artist - SA-ROC. Date of issue: 05.09.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Queen Ting |
| Came out the gully with Fulanis and a scully on |
| I used to run tough with the gods and some hellions |
| Never crossed the family on the word of a civilian |
| That’s why they call me Dedan (the Don) like Mau Mau rebellions |
| Voice honey coated, lil bit of gravel in it |
| For them classic rhymes with a lil bit of savage in em |
| I ain’t new to this profession, I’m established in it |
| Any challenge to the status quo would be a cataclysm |
| Cuz I’m Assata with the good hair-9 ether |
| I have em pissing lemonade when I arrive eager |
| My mediocre is Lee Iacocca, I CEO shit |
| 'Fore I come up out the A class like a ivy leaguer |
| Pineal on a 100 like I’m Benjamin |
| I am ½ Outcast, 5/10s granite |
| Fully liable to crush an mc mid sentence |
| Crystals crusted on my wrist with the tint salmon |
| Queen ting |
| Every time I come through, 10 maroons-PULL UP |
| Watch the dj, when mi chune done he soon-PULL UP |
| Cuz I’m a rockwilder, child of mean streets and crack houses |
| Now I break bread in Lagos with some sharp Hausas |
| This for Alton, Sandra Bland, my man Malcolm |
| Tried to bury us, but they forgot we stay sprouting |
| Pedigree is incredibly star studded |
| That’s why you probably find me bathing in tubs that’s claw footed |
| Forget the profit, here to be the next prophet |
| Writing scriptures in a villa that’s Moroccan carpeted |
| I floss imported ensembles of brocade |
| From villages hard to pronounce, harder to locate |
| Only associate with Rebels and comrades |
| 'Cause society frightened by my melanin contrast |
| Still rappers sell their soul for a helluva contract |
| Roc don’t ever compromise but she will settle for combat |
| Queen ting |