| Song | Latifah's Law |
| Artist | Queen Latifah |
| Album | All Hail the Queen |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Owens, Vega | |
| Alright listen | |
| I'm back again cause that's what you required of | |
| Me steady rhyming and | |
| I'm so sick and tired of | |
| Being forced to put suckers in their place | |
| You make me mad enough to punch you in the face | |
| But I'm not trying so never sound like | |
| I don't bone to pick with you | |
| Show and prove that you can stand on your own two | |
| I speak the poetry dissing those who keep on quoting me | |
| Try to play me cease it, you don't know me | |
| So smile in my face, behind my back take a line or two | |
| I'm not an idiot, so who you think you lying to? | |
| Queen Latifah's here to lay the law down | |
| So speed it up or shake it around because it's a showdown | |
| The 45 King is arising, suprising, hypnotising star, he's up to par | |
| So I hope you've prepared yourself for what you're in for | |
| This is Latifah's | |
| LawBMW's and gold rope chains don't impress me | |
| Or get you closer to the point you can undress me | |
| Get skeezed, you nose will bleed, that's how they live life | |
| Prepare to feel the wrath of the giver of all life | |
| Fire and desire make you go a little higher | |
| When I grab the wire of the mic | |
| And get hype, | |
| I'm sorry you sound dot | |
| Cause I roll like the homicide squad | |
| You must be broke and, hoping that | |
| I'm soft but | |
| I'm dope and | |
| Left you in the litter to consider coping with | |
| Life, it's trife yeah, but these things happen | |
| You need to make it better, stop trying to be the mack again | |
| Get a grip on the | |
| African way | |
| Cause there's a sucker born every day | |
| Crime's the way for you to see what the | |
| Queen sawAnd this is | |
| Latifah's law | |
| Now DJ Mark made up a beat that he can bring you | |
| And I of course supply the rhyme that you can swing to | |
| The Flavor | |
| Unit keeps all, and keeps a way to band | |
| And slides keep the hardcore fall, cause | |
| I'm heavy-handed | |
| Whip out a .45 caliber pen and begin | |
| A funky message from beginning to end | |
| Peace be to | |
| Africa, can't forget my other land | |
| Won't fulfill my heart unless | |
| I speak about the motherland | |
| You say you're living right, but we know it's nonsense | |
| In case you forgot, just check your conscience | |
| At showtime, | |
| I blow lines, you don't get yours, | |
| I get mine | |
| Your showtimes, you behind, the | |
| Queen Latifah divine | |
| Rule number one: don't step across the line that | |
| I drewNumber two: don't take credit for something that you didn't do | |
| Number three: check your heart, every man has a call | |
| It's time for me to go, but | |
| I'll be back, y'all |
| zuo ci : Owens, Vega | |
| Alright listen | |
| I' m back again cause that' s what you required of | |
| Me steady rhyming and | |
| I' m so sick and tired of | |
| Being forced to put suckers in their place | |
| You make me mad enough to punch you in the face | |
| But I' m not trying so never sound like | |
| I don' t bone to pick with you | |
| Show and prove that you can stand on your own two | |
| I speak the poetry dissing those who keep on quoting me | |
| Try to play me cease it, you don' t know me | |
| So smile in my face, behind my back take a line or two | |
| I' m not an idiot, so who you think you lying to? | |
| Queen Latifah' s here to lay the law down | |
| So speed it up or shake it around because it' s a showdown | |
| The 45 King is arising, suprising, hypnotising star, he' s up to par | |
| So I hope you' ve prepared yourself for what you' re in for | |
| This is Latifah' s | |
| LawBMW' s and gold rope chains don' t impress me | |
| Or get you closer to the point you can undress me | |
| Get skeezed, you nose will bleed, that' s how they live life | |
| Prepare to feel the wrath of the giver of all life | |
| Fire and desire make you go a little higher | |
| When I grab the wire of the mic | |
| And get hype, | |
| I' m sorry you sound dot | |
| Cause I roll like the homicide squad | |
| You must be broke and, hoping that | |
| I' m soft but | |
| I' m dope and | |
| Left you in the litter to consider coping with | |
| Life, it' s trife yeah, but these things happen | |
| You need to make it better, stop trying to be the mack again | |
| Get a grip on the | |
| African way | |
| Cause there' s a sucker born every day | |
| Crime' s the way for you to see what the | |
| Queen sawAnd this is | |
| Latifah' s law | |
| Now DJ Mark made up a beat that he can bring you | |
| And I of course supply the rhyme that you can swing to | |
| The Flavor | |
| Unit keeps all, and keeps a way to band | |
| And slides keep the hardcore fall, cause | |
| I' m heavyhanded | |
| Whip out a . 45 caliber pen and begin | |
| A funky message from beginning to end | |
| Peace be to | |
| Africa, can' t forget my other land | |
| Won' t fulfill my heart unless | |
| I speak about the motherland | |
| You say you' re living right, but we know it' s nonsense | |
| In case you forgot, just check your conscience | |
| At showtime, | |
| I blow lines, you don' t get yours, | |
| I get mine | |
| Your showtimes, you behind, the | |
| Queen Latifah divine | |
| Rule number one: don' t step across the line that | |
| I drewNumber two: don' t take credit for something that you didn' t do | |
| Number three: check your heart, every man has a call | |
| It' s time for me to go, but | |
| I' ll be back, y' all |
| zuò cí : Owens, Vega | |
| Alright listen | |
| I' m back again cause that' s what you required of | |
| Me steady rhyming and | |
| I' m so sick and tired of | |
| Being forced to put suckers in their place | |
| You make me mad enough to punch you in the face | |
| But I' m not trying so never sound like | |
| I don' t bone to pick with you | |
| Show and prove that you can stand on your own two | |
| I speak the poetry dissing those who keep on quoting me | |
| Try to play me cease it, you don' t know me | |
| So smile in my face, behind my back take a line or two | |
| I' m not an idiot, so who you think you lying to? | |
| Queen Latifah' s here to lay the law down | |
| So speed it up or shake it around because it' s a showdown | |
| The 45 King is arising, suprising, hypnotising star, he' s up to par | |
| So I hope you' ve prepared yourself for what you' re in for | |
| This is Latifah' s | |
| LawBMW' s and gold rope chains don' t impress me | |
| Or get you closer to the point you can undress me | |
| Get skeezed, you nose will bleed, that' s how they live life | |
| Prepare to feel the wrath of the giver of all life | |
| Fire and desire make you go a little higher | |
| When I grab the wire of the mic | |
| And get hype, | |
| I' m sorry you sound dot | |
| Cause I roll like the homicide squad | |
| You must be broke and, hoping that | |
| I' m soft but | |
| I' m dope and | |
| Left you in the litter to consider coping with | |
| Life, it' s trife yeah, but these things happen | |
| You need to make it better, stop trying to be the mack again | |
| Get a grip on the | |
| African way | |
| Cause there' s a sucker born every day | |
| Crime' s the way for you to see what the | |
| Queen sawAnd this is | |
| Latifah' s law | |
| Now DJ Mark made up a beat that he can bring you | |
| And I of course supply the rhyme that you can swing to | |
| The Flavor | |
| Unit keeps all, and keeps a way to band | |
| And slides keep the hardcore fall, cause | |
| I' m heavyhanded | |
| Whip out a . 45 caliber pen and begin | |
| A funky message from beginning to end | |
| Peace be to | |
| Africa, can' t forget my other land | |
| Won' t fulfill my heart unless | |
| I speak about the motherland | |
| You say you' re living right, but we know it' s nonsense | |
| In case you forgot, just check your conscience | |
| At showtime, | |
| I blow lines, you don' t get yours, | |
| I get mine | |
| Your showtimes, you behind, the | |
| Queen Latifah divine | |
| Rule number one: don' t step across the line that | |
| I drewNumber two: don' t take credit for something that you didn' t do | |
| Number three: check your heart, every man has a call | |
| It' s time for me to go, but | |
| I' ll be back, y' all |