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Queens is a track by Pharoahe Monch, taken from the album “Internal Affairs”, released October 18, 2019 on Trescadecaphobia Music. It runs 3:30 and carries an explicit content notice. Use the Play button above when a verified stream is available, or choose a listening service from the other options.

Within the album sequence, this recording sits alongside Intro, Behind Closed Doors, Rape. Open the album page to compare the full running order and the listening options available for each song.

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Song
Queens
Artist
Pharoahe Monch
Release
Internal Affairs
Format
Album
Duration
3:30
Release date
October 18, 2019
Record label
Trescadecaphobia Music
Content notice
Explicit

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Heheheh.. hey yo.. There's a place i know where the b*****s go Where they rob you for you dough and shit on the low In southside.. queens, queens Where if you say the ave. People automatically know the path You don't have to do the math In southside.. queens, queens I knew this b***h named donova Astonishin the way he used to handle the pill god (word?) Let me speak about the way he used to dribble off his knees And in the middle at the same time guzzlin a beer Like a puzzle or a riddle - discoverin his path to the hoop Scoop, shot, tipped up the backboard oops Son got hot, never knew he woulda threw it Cool b***h, when it came to school he blew it A scholar in acute ********** and metropolitans Get taller and yo donovan hey come around the block Dunn got the three sons, ****ing with coupons and refund Food stamps, and still he was a champ Time to get loot for boots and kicks now D**k hoops gotta impress the chicks now His momma said, "donovan why are you On the corner of linden," and got all rude He said, "momma listen close i'ma tell you one time You're killin my high, plus i got a nine All i be doin is puttin in work So you can get a brand new dress for church I know the devil lurks outside, man it's cold But i don't wanna get paid slow, and grow old Like poppa - plus i'm on parole i gotta Get paid off the streets, to make ends meet" With the back of her hand, she smacked him in the face Walked out of the crib-piece, pissed with no taste That night, rockin nikes, eatin mike'n'ikes Slapboxin with a dyke on a bike too small Thinkin, "this time, next year, mom'll be able to.. ohhh!" **** from across the streets, niggas approach - slow Well get the metal out, too late, the guns flash In the melee they wet him like reggae sunsplash Sun dashed with the quickness, back into the ride With a smile on his face, the picture of pride Blood comin from his mouth, now i'm at his side Kneelin over donovan's body before he died Eyes - flutterin up and down in his head And with his last breath this is what he said He said, "whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy, whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy?" Then i closed his eyes There's a place i know where the people go Where you can cash dough and chill on the low In southside.. queens, queens Where if you say the ave. People automatically know the path You don't have to do the math In southside.. queens, queens And if you got a glock, you could bust shots Like ??, when the block be hot In.. what we talkin bout.. queens, queens Uhh, c'mon uhh C'mon.. uhh uhh I know where people go.. Where you can cash dough and chill on the low..

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More from Internal Affairs

Full tracklist

  1. 01 Intro E 3:03
  2. 02 Behind Closed Doors E 3:11
  3. 03 Rape E 2:34
  4. 04 Simon Says E 2:53
  5. 05 Official E 3:47
  6. 06 Hell E 3:09
  7. 07 No Mercy E 4:29
  8. 08 Right Here E 2:56
  9. 09 The Next Shit E 3:20
  10. 10 The Ass E 3:27
  11. 11 The Light E 3:36
  12. 12 God Send E 3:16

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