Queens Songtext
von Jeru the Damaja

Shining star, but not a movie actress
Mind refined, skin tone many shades of blackness
And every man wanna have this
Because she′s the baddest
And her booty, it got the fatness
Many come with excess baggage from broken homes
To heal a dome, I wrote these poems
And most love to talk on the phone
The real ones, they either love you or they leave you alone
Act childish even though they full grown
Some jump bad, you gotta be like, "Shorty, watch your tone" Causing commotion, because the species deal with emotions
No matter how dope they are, they put you through the motions
Some move real fast and others in slow motion
The ones that's obsessed will have they granny fix a love potion
Some love flowers, most smell like baby lotion
Some so ill they have a player talking love and devotion
The one that′s been done wrong, watch how you approach 'em
And save those phony lines, they can tell if you're genuine
No matter how uncoachable, I can coach ′em
I need her on my team, my black queen

The queen
The queen
The queen
Not the bitches
The queen
The queen
The queen
Not the bitches


Mother of mankind, body a shrine, black sunshine
God′s most exquisite design, wish they all were mine
The way she walk get me caught up every time
Damn honey mad fine, on some Sade shit, is it a crime?
The way she shake, double take, make you break your neck
Wearing little or nothing, talking 'bout she want respect
Your game weak, she eat you up and gingerly step
But if it′s tight, then you just might get it in check
Become correct and don't let the wrong one have your baby
Ask her how many niggas she boned, she′ll probably say three
Some love to love you, some love to spend money
I'm crazy tight with my loot, but she can get all my honey
My man doing life behind his and that ain′t funny
And the sky is the limit if they find themselves a dummy
Most like expensive gear, but they crib look mad bummy
Believe in TV with no concept of reality, my black queen

The queen
The queen
The queen
Not the bitches
The queen
The queen
The queen
Not the bitches

Ancient universal symbol of fertility, black soil
Wicked, royal and loyal, her skin mad smooth from baby oil
She makes my temper boil, I'm bound to her by duty
Whether she got a real fat or real flat booty
Jewel of the Nile, man, woman, and child, she makes me smile
All those in her circumference try to copy her style
Mothers, wives, aunts, sisters, and nieces
As I grow older, my respect for her increases
If she a ho, I scoop her up and teach her like Jesus
My existence without her is meaningless
My goal is more than to get her undressed
I mentally caress this goddess
Picturesque, the Nubian princess
See, I once called her a bitch, but she's a empress
And I can′t live without her, this I must confess
And though sometimes she fills my life with stress
Nevertheless, I love her to death, my black queen

The queen
The queen
The queen
Not the bitches
The queen
The queen
The queen
Not the bitches