Queens Is LL COOL J (Ft. Prodigy)

[Intro: Prodigy & LL Cool J]
Hit that nigga, man, fuck these niggas
Straight up, all y'all niggas
Yo, yo

[Chorus: Prodigy (Havoc)]
Queens got the vets *gun cocked*
(Killer Queens, killer killer Queens {Q-U!})
Queens be the best *gun cocked*
(Yo, Killer Queens, killer killer Queens {Q-U!})
Queens take ya heads *gun cocked*
(Yo, yo Killer Queens, killer killer Queens {Q-U!})
Queens be the vets *gun cocked*
(Yo, yo Killer Queens, killer killer Queens)

[Verse 1: LL Cool J]
Uhh, yeah, yeah, uh-huh, 'cord this shit
Just so I can practice and shit
I'm here to crack ya cats skulls open
Fuck ya head up, more than that bullshit ya smokin'
Niggas buzz you in the door, but I blew it open
Ya rhymes is trash, that verse ain't worth the token
Try to hop this, monotonous, murderous thoughts
When I'm plottin' this, overthrow the government
Burn the whole metropolis
Lyrical warfare, hip-hip apocalypse
Strap devils to the chairs, start shockin' shit
Q U, I chew through
We could battle in the projects and give or take the clue
Flex could take one, too
The wait, I'm supplyin'
My crew pop they iron from HTM to the peaks of Mount Zion
I'm ready for the showdown
Mention my name, cowboy, watch it go down
I blow through your clique like hurricane Floyd
Keep rappers paranoid, catchin' bodies in the game
Is something I can't avoid
Shit get tricky like Zigfried and Roy
I seek and destroy