[Intro: El-P]
Greetings to all, ayy
Greetings to all, uh
[Verse 1: El-P]
Greetings to all, here from the edge of a wall
Upon a ledge where a fall
Might be the way to make sense of it all
Certainly worked for the dog
I'm talking pet of my mama's mama, grandma mama
Jumped for his life, lost it instead
Didn't like heights, I gotta guess
Liked starving to death even less
Living room was a badly named mess
On the inside of the room, there's no breath
Pardon me, Carol, if I get it wrong
We never met, this is only a song
I heard a story just once with my mom
She said the bottles you held didn't last very long
When you gave out, no one knew that you'd gone
Or knew that you couldn't bring food to the dog
Damn, look at that beast
Licking on unanimated cheeks of the deceased
Little white noise coming outta TV
Women on floor in a heap
Door to the balcony
Cracked just enough to hear honking of horns from the street
Wonder how long little Fluffy just stood there and stared
Knowing it's either he jump or not eat
Some families don't rise, they drop from the sky
Four little paws and a bark to the gods
Born from the death of a queen in New York
Mama took that and fought with those odds
It's in the blood, Fluffy just jumped
To me, he's always been a hero unsung
Mama jumped too, like, "Fuck it, I'm here"
And I'ma jump too, like, "Fuck it, let's go"
'Cause I don't really see no other clear road
It's just get dead or grow to get old
Really can't risk not taking that risk
Fluffy done jumped, how am I gon' ditch?
Backflip the fuck off a cliff, ya lil' bitch
In front of foundation, make a quick wish
RTJ don't fall from grace
Have a great day, get the bag, get away, ayy
[Chorus: iamlashell & Vursatyl]
There's never a test too major
No matter what time may bring
The weapons amassed to break us made us
Kings and queens
There's never a test too major
No matter what time may bring
The weapons amassed to break us made us
Kings and queens, kings and queens
[Verse 2: Killer Mike]
Somethin' 'bout the feel of this beat
Making me think of Denise, that was my mama
Also to Lovie and Shunda
But we raised by Betty and that story heavy, yeah
But right now, the focus is Five-Finger Freddy
Who worked for Big Eddie
Who drove in a Chevy, the color spaghetti, and he sold her lettuce
And lettuce is actually weed, and I know you actually know, 'cause
You ain't no actual ho, uh
I had to be about nine at the time, this had to be '84, so
Mama was pretty and Freddy was petty
So he played my mom like a lame
But he did not know that Denise was a beast
She flipped on his ass insane
A stick and a stab, a stick and a stab
He couldn't get a hold of her hand
A stick and a stab, a stick and a stab
My mama was whooping a man
Fuckboy Freddy wasn't ready
Playing with Denise 'bout fetti, got left bloody and messy
Learnt my lesson
And my lesson was "Be impeccable with your word"
Even dope boys on the curb
You're a king, say what you mean, and mean your word
Or you might get fucked up
Left out leaking, like Freddy, on the side of a curb
With a blood-stained hand
Mama still fixed my clothes
Told me, "Stand like a man
And never fold for these hoes, love"
[Chorus: iamlashell & Vursatyl]
There's never a test too major
No matter what time may bring
The weapons amassed to break us made us
Kings and queens
There's never a test too major
No matter what time may bring
The weapons amassed to break us made us
Kings and queens, kings and queens
[Outro: Vursatyl, iamlashell & Both]
There's never a test (Never a test)
Yeah (No matter what time may bring)
Yeah (Woo! Ooh yeah)
Kings and (Kings and queens)
Ooh, kings and queens (Yeah)
Oh yeah, yeah yeah-yeah
The weapons amassed to break us made us
Kings and queens, kings and queens
