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Queen Battle Theme

So you feel like you ain't somebody? Always needed to be somebody? Well, put your feet on the ground, put your hand on your heart, turn your eyes to the

So you feel like you ain't somebody? Always needed to be somebody? Well, put your feet on the ground, put your hand on your heart, turn your eyes to the

So you feel like you ain't somebody? Always needed to be somebody? Well, put your feet on the ground, put your hand on your heart, turn your eyes to

into them soundclash see winnin them, just begginin them Get rid of ev-ery bit of them with them negative idioms I don't even consider them In the new millenium we killin them

long, long time ago, in a galaxy far away Naboo was under an attack And I thought me and Qui-Gon Jinn Could talk the Federation in To maybe cutting them

[Kanye West] Uh, Good music, this our year backing drums by DJ Premier now let me count it down, who the f-ck up in here Common, Don, Old G, battle rap

(make you care) They're betting you won't care (you won't...) Place a wager on your greed A wager on your pride Why try to beat them when, a million

out the big guns with big socks Toxic driven things, deep fangs in venom And I'm a send them the same hot that t dot got in them Pretend I'm a minimum

dirty south queen Give'em all cream ... about steam Powder knocking our themes, hallow more days ... ...money like Frido Lay Keep a bag of chips, I'm known for bag of chicks and double for battle