casualty Polaroid flicks are back and you know That the soul is moving on up like the Jeffersons Go mommy! (Repeat 16x) [Queen Latifah] I'm back, a black queen
king and the queen, and a company more Come a-walking behind and a-riding before Come a stark naked drummer a-beating the drum With his hands on his bosom, come marching
or not paul keating grabbed the queens arse than any of the issues that you seem to be tackling. mr prime minster, why do you always wear black and grey
Dipped diving with his horned onyx saddle Shining in the black aped eyeballs Of the gun When the great apple falls She'll be queen of your halls
faster away from light straight to the dark The march of time it has begun I'm caught in an ancient dream so bright And then the march of time begins The man in black
I am the one that they march with (Let me put you on game) Through the back alleys and the black markets The Oval Offices, the crack houses and apartments Through the mazes of the queens
I go by Weezy F. B., that's who I be You don't wanna lose me like new I.D. I beat up the track like the new Ali And leave an eye black and blue and green
. The keeper of the city keys Put shutters on the dreams. I wait outside the pilgrims door With insufficient schemes. The black queen chants The funeral march
The keeper of the city keys Put shutters on the dreams I wait outside the pilgrim's door With insufficient schemes The black queen chants, the funeral march
keeper of the city keys Puts shutters on the dreams. I wait outside the pilgrim's door With insufficient schemes. The black queen chants the funeral march
keeper of the city keys Put shutters on the dreams. I wait outside the pilgrim's door With insufficient schemes. The black queen chants the funeral march
Will. When you woke this morning you looked so rocky-eyed, Blue and white normally, but strange ringed like that in black. It doesn't get much better
Boxcar sessionist black magic is The magnet breakin' 'em down to Micro fragments. I might go dragnet Shoot joe on friday if I miss i'll Get your one day
hogg or the pimp and fuck legalizin' hemp Keep the profit on the streets Fuck police on the creep three deep in a silver Caprice And the black chief
of weaks. Illusions: faith and hope, definitevely erased, the black soul is rising to eclipse the earth and sky. Impious darkness rise she, black queen
on the ruins was to sympathize and pity All the suffering and heartache, all the graves and broken bones For buried there a testament to the evil of a queen
pity All the suffering and heartache, all the graves and broken bones For buried there a testament to the evil of a queen A misery that spread across