At 14, tried out for the ball team Junior high, they denied me I shot bricks that made the backboard scream Fightin' Italian rival gangs, they were sniffin' glue I was skippin' school, smokin' green, that was the shit to do Stole somebody's team jacket, slept through my classes The borough of Queens, so it's rep the Q to the casket Average student had delusions of the supernatural Horror movie addict, Werewolf fanatic and Drucul One night after school when train hoppin' and snatching jewels I dozed at midnight, I woke up a little after 2 My hands shook violently, my eyes took red My hair spun in waves, bread was the only word I said I heard voices and the nights callin' Them Benz engines roarin' Heard that gin and champagne pourin' and n****s ballin' I put the. 22 on my waist, the face and the moon had a mean look I transformed to the Queens Wolf
You can hear me growlin' through public housin' No tellin', might wake up in Queens House or Rikers Island A Queens Wolf Ladies wanna get beside him If haters try bustin' the silver bullet inside him, they dyin' They hear me growlin' through public housin' No tellin', might wake up in Queens House or Rikers Island A Queens Wolf Ladies wanna get beside him If haters try bustin' the silver bullet inside him, they dyin'
Waking up is a pleasure, though last night I can't remember Cash up on my dresser, where'd it come from? This is messed up What kind of fatal drug am I taking? Who laced it? Previous night memories, who erased 'em? Wasn't even wasted I do recall the nightfall, lunar, the stars around it Then my man called, said what I did, the goons are talkin' 'bout it Singing me praises, said I lit the corners up It sounded like Vietnam, screaming out Qb and I'm the loudest Homey, them dudes is scared, you gon' spray 'em, word to Bing They'll do anything, pay you real good to be on their team So that explain the money and the chains that's on my dresser drawer That wasn't there the day before, I suppress 'em all But I be on some cool shit, nigga, my Qu shit Audemar watch, burn a peach Swish, new whip Stoli vodka, club soda with my new chick Ah shit, teeth showin, snarling when the moon's lit
You can hear me growlin' through public housin' No tellin', might wake up in Queens House or Rikers Island A Queens Wolf Ladies wanna get beside him If haters try bustin' the silver bullet inside him, they dyin' They hear me growlin' through public housin' No tellin', might wake up in Queens House or Rikers Island A Queens Wolf Ladies wanna get beside him If haters try bustin' the silver bullet inside him, they dyin'
Compositores: Nasir Jones (Nas), Aldrin Davis (D J Toomp) ECAD: Obra #25109420