Queens

Queens: Urban Odyssey of Blood Money, Streets, and Brotherhood
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Lyrics

Outlaw, outlaw

Expressing a rebellious or outlaw persona.

Uhh, uhh, yo, give me some of that haze man, that purple haze

Requesting a specific type of marijuana (haze).

I don't wanna smoke that fucking haze wit' this wood no more

Expressing a preference for smoking pure haze without mixing with tobacco (wood).

Hydro, shit got my hydro tasting like smydro

Complaining that low-quality marijuana (hydro) affects the taste negatively.

I'ma smoke a straight haze right now

Expressing an intention to smoke high-quality haze exclusively.

(Straight haze)

Reaffirming the desire to smoke pure haze.

Pone roll up there, ya heard me?

Requesting friends to roll up (prepare) the marijuana.

Yo Slaam roll up there ya heard me? Okay Slaam

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It's like this, yo

Setting the stage for the narrative.


Yo, yo, blood money is the anthem, it's never a myth

Describing a lifestyle involving illegal activities (blood money, weed, alcohol, guns).

I smoke weed and I get drunk, and ride with gifts

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If I don't roll, then my nigga baby, he just twist

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He rolls Phillies and he busts the big the four-fifth

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See shit change because I normally came

Reflecting on personal and lifestyle changes, including improved material conditions.

On the are train now me and 5 in the Range

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We used to twist Phillies and fuck hoes, switch cars and trade guns

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Them Queens niggaz then we landed in the millions

Comparing Queens to other locations, addressing crime rates, and expressing personal growth.

Iraq and the Bridge, the only difference is the buildings

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The same crime rates and the same damn killings

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A slice of pizza, and quarter water my juice

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But now I'm Car hart and bullet proof is under my goose

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And go to hell to that nigga that snitched on deuce

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The curly-haired fro, I cut my hair but my beard grow

Describing physical changes and preparing for potential legal issues.

Yo, where my beers go? Send them right here, yo

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Yo, party's over, tell the rest of the crew

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Stash the drugs, the guns go to section two

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See me, all my life, yo, I had to sell drugs

Highlighting a contrast in upbringing between the speaker and others.

While you grew up with straight nerds I grew up with thugs

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While you grew up with straight nerds I grew up with thugs

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Through the test of time, I strive to get my shine

Emphasizing mutual support and loyalty among associates.

Upon them lives, slanging rocks 'cause the world is mine

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I look out for you and you look out for me

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And we hold it down, you just wait and see

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Platinum chains and Carti' frames and jewels

Indicating success and the negative reactions it attracts.

Now these broke niggaz start to act a fool

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Don't you know Thugged Out straight eat ya food

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We keep guns on our sides, you know how dunn thugs do

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'cause I'll be there with my thugs, I'll be right here waiting on you

Commitment to waiting for someone amidst challenges.


For my niggaz who bust pies, the customized fives

Acknowledging criminal activities, loyalty to the neighborhood, and defiance against adversity.

To the vals, to the railroaded trails I cuss cops

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Enough shots and any generation

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I spit dead a plot in the making, I ride for every thug in the basement

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My soul is cuffed to the corner, every gate, every car table

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Every welcome to the hood sign, batting good times

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It's on over the projects a dark cloud one sided

Depicting a challenging environment over the speaker's neighborhood.

Till death bitches burning in gossip

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It's my turn to deposit the real, the logic, no college

Stressing practical knowledge over formal education, camaraderie, and criminal experiences.

Just dollars and criminal knowledge

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Me and my codies, pass [unverified]

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I flash mo' wheat, than cash Cody, keep the mac on me

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When you stack niggaz act phony

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Shit in the ghetto, I spread love and shed blood

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Never swear to a dead thug

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My name should be brought up in fame

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Never said in vain, spread like a letter chain in criminal slang

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We done had some time, I strive to get my shine

Repeating the theme of striving for success and mutual support.

On the block, slanging rocks 'cause the world is mine

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I look out for you, and you look out for me

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And we hold it down, you just wait and see

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Platinum chains and [unverified] frames and jewels

Reiterating success attracting envy and the need for self-defense.

Now these broke niggaz start act a fool

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Don't you know thugged out, straight eat ya food

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We keep guns on our sides, you know how dunn thugs do

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'cause I'll be there with my thugs, I'll be right here waiting on you

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The lyrics of this song contain explicit content.
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