The Princess of the Posse, me say she a cool one
She rhyme on my record and she ram jam me gun
The Princess of the Posse, me say she a cool girl
She rhyme Brooklyn, the Bronx, USA, the world

You try to dissect my rhymes to see if there’s a pattern
I bounced it all around you like the rings around Saturn
Let me know now if you’d like to protest
And proceeding a greeting, or would you rather progress
Onto a higher plateau, to the peak and I’m taking it slow
Enough for you to see the knowledge and to know
I’m the Q-U-E-E-N, L-A-T-I-F-A-H
Queen of the Army Posse, the DLA which is
Get live alright, you standing there chewing on your fingernails
Nervous, watching me doing the live thing
Singing like a bird sing, ringing like the phone ring
I’m the Queen and you’re the underling
I’m never following, I follow nothing
The princess of the posse is a cool one

The Princess of the Posse, me say she a cool one
She rhyme on my record and she ram jam me gun
The Princess of the Posse, me say she a cool girl
She rhyme Brooklyn, the Bronx, USA, the world

I’m the queen of the clan, with a mic in my hand
I step over suckers to position myself to rule this land
It’s a concoction, for my ability
To show the skeezers the meaning of humility
Cause they don’t know I’m the one to fly one or two
I’m snatching hearts cause I’m Latifah and I want to
I find it necessary to tell you to get off my tip
I’m kicking gold, so grab a hoe and get a good grip
Stop the lying, the trying
The time buying, you’ve been denying
You’re dependent on me, the princess of the posse
I got the cards, so I’m dealing a death blow
You’re taking no crowns, put that on cease
My DJ’s name is Mark the 45 King to the posse
Peace, got to let you know where I come from
The princess of the posse is a cool one

The Princess of the Posse, me say she a cool one
She rhyme on my record and she ram jam me gun
The Princess of the Posse, me say she a cool girl
She rhyme Brooklyn, the Bronx, USA, the world

Now take run the family
Me say me have to do it for the R.E. posse
You try to be down, you can’t take the crown
Maybe from someone else but not me (Repeat 2x)

They say that we’re tighter than suppose to get
That’s because I haven’t let ya chill wit me yet
You make it hard for a girl to roll
(Ooh, girl to roll)
But make it easy so my pockets stay swol’
(ooh, pockets stay swol’)
Chorus 2
[Pras]
That’s right, yeah
Check it, check it, why
Check it, check it
Come on, come on
Yo, yo
Where my fellas at? Where my fellas at?
Where my ladies at? Where my ladies at?
[Queen Latifah]
As I look back on my life (check it)
To get where I am I had to sacrifice
You slammed my name in your magazine
This business gets hard tryin’ to stay a queen
You’re checkin’ for me, you need to check yourself
(Ooh, check yourself)
And be someone, not someone else
(Ooh, someone else)
Chorus 1
(Ad lib until fade)

[Queen Latifah]
Possy Dovey! (Yes mama?) Time to get up!

Hello I’m Queen Latifah how ya doing?
I hope that you’re with this I hope that you’re willing
I want to introduce you to a cut called
“Mama Gave Birth to the Soul Children”

[Dove]
Well here comes the goy (Goy?)
The truth to the goy
You know the one that ate up like boy
Stepping with a step, keeping with a kept
Making an appearance with a notty-head set
Lunatics you lose cause the Plug 2′s singing
Peace to the negative, nah, you make the weigh-in
Weigh-in, weigh-in, way out of order
If you know you’re better, you’d better that you caught a
Waving mine a peace sign higher than a kite
If you’re feeling sick, it’s alright it’s fever night
Don’t do “Do see do” and dig in no potholes
Cause if you do we calling in March Patrol
It’s no different from the verbal last heard
Cayumbo is the ruler that’s bond to the word
He’s moving more than three feet, jocking with the knee deep
Dove is going to leave you with a tweet tweet tweet

[Posdnuos]
Next on the menu, we continue with the pasta
Dipped in chocolate, served with lotsa
Twizzlers and honey, yum yum yummy

Lyrics I’m flaunting is good for the tummy
Tiptoing in I proceed to the floors
Selling much records like a pimp mover
Excuse me mommy, Pos wins
Cause I’m the A to the Plug W-O-N
Brother freak it live for this tribe
Now let’s ride down the highway of vibes
Pushing that we start cause the soul says please
Cutting back with the raps and we don’t get cheese
Ducks and we sit need to get ????
Cause preacher is the key to the 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 upon the scene
With a knack for funky tracks, know what I mean?
Prince Paul produces this and it’s a fly one
It has a beat that weigh, he’s one of my sons
It’s a family affair and then we’re out of here
There is no doubt here, cause this is our year
So flex to a Queen Latifah/De La Soul sound
(Go ahead mama get down)
It’s inevitable that this joint venture would be incredible
We never put ourselves on any pedistal
But the rhyme is so good it’s practically edible (Say what?)
So check the sounds of Mama Zulu
As I relay the story untold
And if you’re wondering why I got kids so big
They weren’t born from the body, they were born from the soul

(De La Soul gives shoutouts til fade)

BMW’s and gold rope chains don’t impress me
Or get you closer to the point you can undress me
Get skeezed, you nose will bleed, that’s how they live life
Prepare to feel the wrath of the giver of all life
Fire and desire make you go a little higher
When I grab the wire of the mic
And get hype, I’m sorry you sound dot
Cause I roll like the homicide squad

You must be broke and, hoping that I’m soft but I’m dope and
Left you in the litter to consider coping with
Life, it’s trife yeah, but these things happen
You need to make it better, stop trying to be the mack again
Get a grip on the African way
Cause there’s a sucker born every day
Crime’s the way for you to see what the Queen saw
And this is Latifah’s law

Now DJ Mark made up a beat that he can bring you
And I of course supply the rhyme that you can swing to
The Flavor Unit keeps all, and keeps a way to band
And slides keep the hardcore fall, cause I’m heavy-handed
Whip out a .45 caliber pen and begin
A funky message from beginning to end
Peace be to Africa, can’t forget my other land
Won’t fulfill my heart unless I speak about the motherland
You say you’re living right, but we know it’s nonsense
In case you forgot, just check your conscience
At showtime, I blow lines, you don’t get yours, I get mine
Your showtimes, you behind, the Queen Latifah divine
Rule number one: don’t step across the line that I drew
Number two: don’t take credit for something that you didn’t do
Number three: check your heart, every man has a call
It’s time for me to go, but I’ll be back, y’all

[Queen Latifah]
The ladies will kick it the rhyme that is wicked
Those that don’t know how to be pros get evicted
A woman can bear you break you take you
Now it’s time to rhyme can you relate to
A sister dope enough to make you holler and scream

[Monie Love]
Ayo let me take it from here Queen…
Excuse me but I think I’m about do
To get into precisely what I am about to do
I’m conversating to the folks that have no whatsoever clue
So listen very carefully as I break it down for you
Merrily merrily merrily merrily hyper happy overjoyed
Pleased with all the beats and rhymes my sisters have employed
Slick and smooth throwing down the sound totally a yes
Let me state the position: Ladies first, yes? (Yes)

(Yeah, there’s going to be some changes in here)

[Monie Love]
Believe me when I say being a woman is great, you see
I know all the fellas out there will agree with me
Not for being one but for being with one
Because when it’s time for loving it’s the woman that gets some
Strong, stepping, strutting, moving on
Rhyming, cutting, and not forgetting
We are the ones that give birth
To the new generation of prophets because it’s Ladies First

[Queen Latifah]
I break into a lyrical freestyle
Grab the mic, look into the crowd and see smiles
Cause they see a woman standing up on her own two
Sloppy slouching is something I won’t do
Some think that we can’t flow (can’t flow)
Stereotypes, they got to go (got to go)
I’m a mess around and flip the scene into reverse
(With what?) With a little touch of “Ladies First”

Who said the ladies couldn’t make it, you must be blind
If you don’t believe, well here, listen to this rhyme
Ladies first, there’s no time to rehearse
I’m divine and my mind expands throughout the universe
A female rapper with the message to send the
Queen Latifah is a perfect specimen

[Monie Love]
My sister, can I get some?

[Queen Latifah]
Sure, Monie Love, grab the mic and get dumb

[Monie Lovie]
Yo, praise me not for simply being what I am
Born in L-O-N-D-O-N and sound American
You dig exactly where I’m coming from
You want righteous rhyming, Imma give you some
To enable you to aid yourself and get paid
And the material that has no meaning I wish to slay
Pay me every bit of your attention
Like mother, like daughter, I would also like to mention
I wish for you to bring me to, bring me to the rhythm
Of which is now systematically given
Desperately stressing I’m the daughter of a sister
Who’s the mother of a brother who’s the brother of another
Plus one more; all four
Have a job to do, we doing it
Respect due, to the mother who’s the root of it
And next up is me, the M-O-N-I-E L-O-V-E
And I’m first cause I’m a L-A-D-I-E

[Queen Latifah]
Contact and in fact, the style, it gets harder
Cooling on the scene with my European partner
Laying down track after track, waiting for the climax
When I get there, that’s when I tax
The next man, or the next woman
It doesn’t make a difference, keep the competition coming
And I’ll recite the chapter in verse
The title of this recital is “Ladies First”

I am a bill yes I’m only a bill when
It’s time to ill I get ill and time to chill
I chill my homeboy said this was the D.A.I.S.Y. age
I take it as meaning you have to get crazy paid
You hope I’m from your borough because I’m thorough
You want me to be down with you to be seen walking around with you
Go to the store and buy a brew and rock a rhyme or two
So you can bite it, you taste it, you like it
You think I’m sleeping on you? Please, don’t even try it
The name is Latifah, the scene, it is mine
The 45 King keeps the beat and the time while I
Rock to the rhythm and keep it blowing out
So don’t try to turn me inside out

Latifah is the name you love
Flying through rhymes like a dove
Slapping suckers with a glove
Challenge me and you will burn
Yes in the fire you will burn

It’s so so simply done
When I find that I have to run
Lyrics to music by the King of Swing, The 45 King
The words we bring I write, and sing
Cause I am Latifah, the Queen of course
Don’t try to get yours off, because the cause is lost
Mark conducts the beat, I watch it hit them
Won’t you chill? I don’t need another victim
To add to the list of aggrivation
Subtracting suckers like a math computation
We are not teaching pupils and subjects with no scruples
This is a King and Queen creation
So hello hello hello and how ya doing?
Forget the smalltalk now, it’s time for me to ruin
Those who don’t believe in what I’m saying
When I put up the wall of words ain’t no way into my Queendom
Controlled by me, the heir to the throne is the Ruler Lord Ramsey

The Ruler Lord, to him there is no equal
He grabs it and starts bombing people
Don’t listen to me to figure me out
Because you can’t turn my mind inside out

Latifah is the name you love
Flying through rhymes like a dove
Slapping suckers with a glove
Challenge me and you will burn
Yes in the fire you will burn

Rhyming’s not a question of one superiority
But rather how you delegate the use of your authority
I know who you are, and I know who you are to me
But I came here just to party
If it’s a show you want, the show it live
And if it’s trouble you seek, I have arrived
When Mark requests my approval, I nod
And after each and every single rhyme I thank God
Altough a taste of my body would soothe you
I give you just my voice and watch the rhythm move you
The method of my lyrics makes the funky people feel it
And Lord have mercy on those that try to steal it
Latifah is a name meaning “delicate and sensitive”
But I have no problem formulating sentences
To break you down to the ground
I won’t use violence, the color of this is brown
And I am down, but never ever down and out
So don’t try to turn me inside out

Latifah is the name you love
Flying through rhymes like a dove
Slapping suckers with a glove
Challenge me and you will burn
Yes in the fire you will burn

Jah know? Cause ah…

Music, 45 King, music Latifah the Queen
Music, domination to bring the world
Irie, say in the fire you will burn (Repeats to fade)

CHORUS
Elements that I’m among, these none. Fools be gettin’ done, but over
Dumb
Reasons. Yall didnt Know. Elements that I’m among, these none. Betta
Check it out
Before you become one. Elements that I’m among, these none. Fools be
Gettin’
Done, but over dumb reasons. Yall didnt Know. Elements that I’m among,
These
None. Betta check it out before you become one.

Now you said no tricks in ’86 it’s time to build, now we gone be pushin’
’96 and
Niggas still gotta kill. Tryin to keep it real… but is it really real?
If you could fly
Is it? Get between my legs, you fuckin kid you’d be the man but hold ya
Head.
Because if a fifth was a fifth we all be drunk… nigga dont, put no
Yayo in my
Blunt. I just, wanna bring the funk like a puma.. yo wannabe niggas is
Fired or be
The ill reputed. You throw shade, I throw it too, more than you can

Chew… I get
Back at you, lyrically hack at you. I keep the facts here, I keep it
Real hell yeah, I
Keep the facts there, dont make me hate you like a papsmear, thats
Where, I get
Ticked, matter fact in the ’96 I’m also pistol grip pump on my lap at
All times shit.
Niggas be on some black on black crime shit. And I can’t let it slide
Cause I’m
Terrified that I might be the next homocide, the pound is on my side.

CHORUS
Elements that I’m among, these none. Fools be gettin’ done, but over
Dumb
Reasons. Yall didnt Know. Elements that I’m among, these none. Betta
Check it out
Before you become one. Elements that I’m among, these none. Fools be
Gettin’
Done, but over dumb reasons. Yall didnt Know. Elements that I’m among,
These
None. Betta check it out before you become one.

Niggas be all in my face like government be in my check, every time I
Pick up the
Mic and begin to wreck. But right now my job is more important than a
Nigga,
I’m in to peace, its so tricky this ain’t the way I figured. An evident
I wasn’t
Raised that way, we kicks a grip to stay that way, and I’m tryin’ to
Stay “forever
Free,” like AZ… baskin’ in the riches of this hip hop M U S I C.
‘Cause when the
East is in the house, “Oh My God!” Is right. I know girls that’s givin’
Niggas fair
Fights, so you damn right. Ima stick up for mine, like a queen at a bee,
And Ima
Get my own rythm wihtout a “G”. Hey, if ya kiddie come come, well ya
Need to
Run run, like a bee yall get stomped, by my diggy dumps dumps, all
Because of ya
Tounge. And I’ll be lampin’ in the sun when the day is done.

CHORUS

“Dance to the music” (Repeat 2x)

Now understand that you must (dance) because this is a beat to clap to
My brother Lance said “Latifah you got to make them get up off their feet”
So I put my rhyme to a DJ Mark beat
Ample samples, this for example
Are made by the 45 King, so cancel
Your plans of moving to the front lines
He’s a DJ, producer, and mind you a friend of mine
I hop, dip, and spend with the children

So get down with the sound and you will lend
To let me bring while I bring
Queen Latifah to the 45 King, creating
A new style in the name of the Flavor Unit
That’s the way we like it, so I’m doing it
So if you want to know what the plan is to be
I order you to dance for me

“Dance to the music” (Repeat 2x)

My voice is your choice at a stage show
I do it for the Flavor Unit to make you say “ho”
With powerful lyrics I’m armed
To let a sucker step up and get bombed
By a beat created by my producer
To break you out of the stuff that you’re used to
This here is a moment of truth
So take the record to the DJ booth
And let’s start this, let the beat get dumb
Cause I’m a shake it all night and then some
People dancing, I can spot ‘em
When I take control, you know I got ‘em
Stop the music? That’s not a question
The Flavor Unit takes no suggestions
If you’re not on the dance tip, here’s your chance to be
I order you to dance for me

“Dance to the music” (Repeat 6x)

“Don’t make me wait, come into my house”
“Give me body” (Repeat 2x)

Here’s a dance step, from now I’ll kick a
Bass and treble flow through the speakers
Ride the rhythm, I know it’s gonna reach ya
I’m the Queen, Latifah
Now it’s time to run through it
45 King? (Yeah, baby?) Cue it
Yeah, there you go, I told you you could do it
Now did you enjoy it? (That was cool) I knew it
Dance to the beat of the drum, give me some
With the Flavor Unit I’ve come to say “Ride the grooveline”

Don’t swing the pipeline, listen to the smooth line
Throw away the white line
It’s a house party I’m hosting (What?)
Come and rock with the one that’s chosen
It can’t turn me inside out (Uh uh)
For those that dare, come into my house

“Don’t make me wait, come into my house”
“Give me body” (Repeat 2x)

It’s a new fusion I’m using
You ask what is it I’m doing?
Hip-hop house, hip-hop jazz, with a little pizzazz
>From the Queen, the Queen of Royal Badness
Remember me from “Wrath of My Madness?”
It’s my rap that rocks this party
I’m a hijack and jack your body
This is not an erotic interlude
Keep in mind I move multitudes
The asiatic black woman, hardcore beat drumming
It’s hard to keep a good woman down, so I keep coming
Blow for blow, I take and I get some
Still I rise in a civilized wisdom
I hope the lyrical display has you around
It’s an open invitation, come into my house

“Don’t make me wait, come into my house”
“Give me body” (Repeat 4x)

I’m tellin’ you straight up all sleepin’ beauties better wake up
I’ll tear your state up so set the date up
And I’m a rip it what if it what was it
Who did it who does it
From private to public
Anywhere I’m in there and been there
So recognize this, who the nicest
Sit down and settle for your constellation prizes
Whatever you want I got
Whether you ready or not
It’s about to get hot when I drop
So notes, pause another spot
To do you, don’t get me in a corner make me do you
Don’t try to be me, do you
Be coo’ to you and do you
I’m on a higher level with different class, another plane
I am the Queen, that’s my name, time to explain
That I spit game with dames
Leave ‘em all with shit stains
Split frames, hopin’ you hopin’ that I’m jokin’
Don’t know but still blink off like fo’-fo’s
But so-so, slow mo’s comin’ in like the po-po’s
Don’t want rocks comin’ at me the wrong way
Packin’ much rocks, it’s gonna be a long day
And for real, spittin’ on imbessiles and spinnin’ wheels
On my 600 you want it, you must be blunted
I’ll take it to your stomach, run it, give me all

Mic for mic, steppin’ to me you gonna fall, we brawl
Throwin’ a two-piece so loose leafs
It’s the Q-U-double-E-N
You know how I’m MCin’

Chorus x2

See physically you not ready
Lyrically you not ready
Mentally maybe
Who talks tough, time to get the baby
No threats or small bets on my bond we can get it on
From dusk ’til dawn from night ’til mourn
Some bubble hard squads are gone, no gimmicks, no tricks
’til one of us admits it’s a battle a whisk
So look I’m off the hook, while you off the rocker
Thinkin’ I’m shook, get the phone book, call the doctor
Are you out of your mind, doubtin’ mines, out of line
Talkin’ out your behind, shoutin’ rhymes out of time
It’s all over, what’s up, yeah, what, what now, you tough now
Now you hush, hush now, ain’t sayin’ too much now
Thought so, haunt yo’ sleepin’ ass, creepin’ fast
Like you was doin’ somethin’, now I gotta ruin somethin’
You image, your career, lookie here you whole life is hangin’ in the air
Like a chandilier, poppin’ off like a can of beer, understand is it clear
If not let me put it in your ear that I’m royalty
Even though I’m low-key, you know me
You be singin’ over my tracks like it’s kareoke
If you don’t know the half you gon’ feel the wrath
Represent the rugged path, the Flavor Unit staff
Droppin’ math’matics, layin’ you out like craftmatic
I’ll let you have it, so you don’t want the static

Chorus x2