Queens Lyrics - Internal Affairs - Pharoahe Monch

Heheheh. hey yo. 

There's a place I know where the bitches 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 nigga named Donovan 

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 hops, never knew he woulda threw it 

Cool nigga, when it came to school he blew it 

A scholar in acute niggarisms and metropolitans 

Get taller and yo Donovan hey come around the block 

Dunn got the three sons, fuckin with coupons and refunds 

food stamps, and still he was a champ 

Time to get loot for boots and kicks now 

Fuck 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!" 

Shit from across the streets, niggaz 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 

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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 

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Uhh, c'mon uhh 

C'mon. uhh uhh 

I know where people go. 

Where you can cash dough and chill on the low.