[Intro]
Put that weed out, yeah that's right man
You know what I'm sayin'
You are now listening to the motherfuckin' finest there is
Yeah, the most motherfuckin' infamous in the game
You know what I'm sayin', The H-N-I-C
So, what we gon' do right now is get into some real, real shit
We got some shit we wanna share with y'all, check this out
[Verse 1]
Look, I'm not a killer but don't push me
Revenge is like the sweetest thing, next to getting pussy
I truthfully will shoot my gun at your scalp
And actually will shoot my sperm in her mouth
You not knowin' my style, I run up in your house
Daytime status, I'm comin' for that package
Take the work and left the what, clap him
I took the duffel bag though and left a whole lot of damage
This night time New York
Inside the jail You hear niggas snifflin' and cryin' to they selves
Cause you wanna go home, His new name is Dorothy
Real bitchy, I speak with authority and act accordingly
Depending on the situate And when the time come, without hesitate
Three months in the bend
Just think about this song, playing in the streets
My only freedom is to sit here and say the words
It's probably in sync with somebody in the world that's
Turnin' it up, burn the dutch
I imagine myself on stage, going nuts
Then I'm on the tour bus off to the next country
The whole Europe love me, even my own country
The United Snakes of America, really We the Royal Family's mafia
[Chorus]
The queen pull the strings, America's the puppet, time to cut the strings
The queen is the brains, America's the muscle, Show us who the muscle
The queen is the boss girl, America's the goons, we police the world
The queen run the show, America's the test tube, we the scapegoats
[Verse 2]
Okay I'll be a killer if you push me
Revenge is like the sweetest thing to your wife's pussy
I 68 that bitch, and owe her one
You put your face in it, and taste Magnums
Make you wanna shoot your girl
Wildin' for a bitch, that's your problem
Should've been wildin' for the chips
Cause now you locked up on the Island and you sick
Cause your chick is dead, you pee out in Texas
With a brand new whip
Brand new money and a brand new bitch
I ain't got time to serve time
So the first time you see me will be the last time
I got big fish to fry like it's angel (Bitch ass)
P stop rockin' them 40-Inch cables
Been on it how I'm on it right now
They ain't wanna pick me up, They just wanna bring me down, Cause
[Chorus]
The queen pull the strings, America's the puppet, Time to cut the strings
The queen is the brains, America's the muscle, Show us who the muscle (Okay)
The queen is the boss girl, America's the goons, We police the world
The queen run the show, America's the test tube, We the scapegoats
[Outro]
Yes, yes, yes
The fuck man
That's what I'm talking, you know what I'm saying
Fuck that, uh-huh
Been through too much shit
Too many lies
Real champion shit
Too much death, mm-hmm
Aye yo, we after you, we on you
Stupid bitch
Yeah, sir
Fuck that
Yeah
Whoever's down with you, They can get it too
All of me, you know what I'm saying?
Send Your little army, (All them niggas man)
Missiles, tanks, (That's Right)
Fuck all y'all
And we gonna keep it poppin' right now
Know what I mean? It's on
[Outro Sample 1: Prodigy]
I'm from the era of the 70s
But this is for my peoples that was born in the 80s
[Outro Sample 2: Currently Unknown]
I did do it
It's quite different from anything before it
It's called breakdancing
Test Tube Babies was written by Prodigy of Mobb Deep.
Test Tube Babies was produced by Sid Roams.
Prodigy of Mobb Deep released Test Tube Babies on Tue Oct 21 2008.