
QUEEN OF THE BLOCK
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- female vocalist
- hardcore rap
- urban
- gangsta rap
- boastful
- 00s
- east coast hip hop
- 1990s
Lyrics
Intro
Uh-huh...
Ladies, turn it up.
I walked in—
Now everybody knows who's running the room.
Verse 1
I step in the spot and the whole place freeze,
Confidence loud like a bass through the speakers,
Pretty with a mouth that'll cut like a razor,
I don't need permission, bitch, I'm my own creator.
Talk that shit, better say it with your chest,
I'm allergic to the fake, only real gets respect,
Got fire in my tongue and a crown on my head,
I don't chase these hoes—let 'em chase me instead.
Hook
I'm the queen of the block,
I'm the boss of the beat,
Got the whole damn room
Moving both feet.
Talk shit if you want,
I ain't scared of the noise,
I came here to win—
Now get the fuck out my way, boys.
Verse 2
I got attitude, confidence, style and grace,
Walk into the room and I command the place,
No handouts, baby, I built this throne,
Turned every damn setback into something of my own.
You can copy the clothes,
You can copy the pose,
But you can't copy the fire
That I carry in my soul.
I'm a headline, main stage,
Center of attention,
Every bar hits hard—
Better pay attention.
Bridge
Hands up!
If you know you're a boss!
Stand up!
If you know what you're worth!
No fear!
No apologies!
We came to shake this motherfucker up tonight!
Hook
I'm the queen of the block,
I'm the boss of the beat,
Got the whole damn room
Moving both feet.
Talk shit if you want,
I ain't scared of the noise,
I came here to win—
Now get the fuck out my way!
Outro
Crown on.
Game face.
Mic hot.
Queen shit.
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