: Even my shadow Has been gone Let it run out What I`ve done So many questions I shouldn`t ask There is no face Behind the mask [Refrain:] Time now
for another flat land We had it strong back then In Konda we had a pond That would never see the break of dawn To damn afraid of the queen trying to take
manifestation, I'm petrified I cannot go Black and white day glow, cold creeping fright show a star of infinite mass Foul corroding and head exploding, existence
one Poison kiss you feel you've a blissful Existence Our time has come to be the one Desire we've been left to teach Under the stare of night Rorasa
I don't know when You should be on the cover of Essence magazine You could be on stage like a super model beauty queen Yes you could You could like a star
for your souls rest Simple mentality in a world complex Star studded reality 5 minutes or less Broken dreams and ambitions lost with respect She was an innocent queen
of her soul 'Cause you know ... All you need is a heart to call home That's all. But don't wander too far On one constant star Darkness exists, except
my eyes, becomes my only god, Just because of her lamentations... (Suddenly): the celestial vault opens a new eye, white as ivory: A pale queen dressed
feel them licking at my face. Ceilings don't exist and there are no floors beneath me. If I were king of this night, would you become my queen? And I
once again Woe strikes through radiant light a quitus has conquered thy eyes the sequel of life Arising grievance rage through the eyes of our existence
greediocracy (greediocracy) Fear of god The fear of change The fear of truth Add the bill of rights, subtract the wrongs There's no answers Memorize and sing star
the hood every family But what if Hip Hop didn't exist? There wouldn't be this, there wouldn't be Chris, Or a Public Enemy with a black power fist. No Queen
story is whether you know what I'm sayin I'm the king and I'm rulin' forever (Kracker) Yeah, you better believe Hip-hop and rock does exist and before
I want a queen on every continent So I can escape the government Flee my residence, settle in I'm militant minded, brilliant rhyme whiz The time is now
QTip Can you picture how a melody can stir into existance? Rhythm section hits it and upholds it with persistanceyou start to see the colours Filling
fire I pity you, who's eyes so blue have never known ambition Yet can spit your judgment at me like some crazed, despotic queen This dull existence
All Devils Eve, the witches exchange energy Black warlocks concentrate predicting prophecies Announcing serenade, uniting under stars The celebration,
