[Verse 1]
Basslines affect me when my rhymes direct me
Forgive the crowds, O Lord
They know not why they sweat me
Biting's against the law in the place that I live
So I lock up the door with the keys to my crib
[Hook]
The call me the high priestess of disaster
Although I'm not a dread and not a rasta
There's never been a word I can't master
I've always been, a piddly pastor
[Verse 2]
I reign, the lesson of today
You have to listen to each and every single word I have to say
Because the Ruler Lord Ramsey is on my side
And I'm the princess of the posse, so yo, take it light
[Chorus]
The Princess of the Posse, me say she a cool one
She rhyme American, she rock Jamaican
Princess of the Posse, me say she a cool girl
She rhyme Brooklyn, the Bronx, USA, the world
[Verse 3]
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 would like to protest this proceeding
A greeting, or would you rather progress
Onto a higher plateau, truly I'm taking it slow
Enough for you to seek the knowledge and to know
I'm the Q-U-E-E-N, L-A-T-I-F-A-H
Queen of the R.E. Posse, the GLA which is Get Live Alright
You standing there chewing on your fingernails nervous
Watching me doing the live thing
Singing like a bird sings, ringing like the phone ring
I'm the Queen and you're the underling
I'm never following, I follow none
The princess of the posse is a cool one
Basslines affect me when my rhymes direct me
Forgive the crowds, O Lord
They know not why they sweat me
Biting's against the law in the place that I live
So I lock up the door with the keys to my crib
[Hook]
The call me the high priestess of disaster
Although I'm not a dread and not a rasta
There's never been a word I can't master
I've always been, a piddly pastor
[Verse 2]
I reign, the lesson of today
You have to listen to each and every single word I have to say
Because the Ruler Lord Ramsey is on my side
And I'm the princess of the posse, so yo, take it light
[Chorus]
The Princess of the Posse, me say she a cool one
She rhyme American, she rock Jamaican
Princess of the Posse, me say she a cool girl
She rhyme Brooklyn, the Bronx, USA, the world
[Verse 3]
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 would like to protest this proceeding
A greeting, or would you rather progress
Onto a higher plateau, truly I'm taking it slow
Enough for you to seek the knowledge and to know
I'm the Q-U-E-E-N, L-A-T-I-F-A-H
Queen of the R.E. Posse, the GLA which is Get Live Alright
You standing there chewing on your fingernails nervous
Watching me doing the live thing
Singing like a bird sings, ringing like the phone ring
I'm the Queen and you're the underling
I'm never following, I follow none
The princess of the posse is a cool one
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