Queen Ting - SA-ROC

Came out the gully with Fulanis and a scully on

I used to run tough with the gods and some hellions

Never crossed the family on the word of a civilian

That’s why they call me Dedan (the Don) like Mau Mau rebellions

Voice honey coated, lil bit of gravel in it

For them classic rhymes with a lil bit of savage in em

I ain’t new to this profession, I’m established in it

Any challenge to the status quo would be a cataclysm

Cuz I’m Assata with the good hair-9 ether

I have em pissing lemonade when I arrive eager

My mediocre is Lee Iacocca, I CEO shit

'Fore I come up out the A class like a ivy leaguer

Pineal on a 100 like I’m Benjamin

I am ½ Outcast, 5/10s granite

Fully liable to crush an mc mid sentence

Crystals crusted on my wrist with the tint salmon

Queen ting

Every time I come through, 10 maroons-PULL UP

Watch the dj, when mi chune done he soon-PULL UP

Cuz I’m a rockwilder, child of mean streets and crack houses

Now I break bread in Lagos with some sharp Hausas

This for Alton, Sandra Bland, my man Malcolm

Tried to bury us, but they forgot we stay sprouting

Pedigree is incredibly star studded

That’s why you probably find me bathing in tubs that’s claw footed

Forget the profit, here to be the next prophet

Writing scriptures in a villa that’s Moroccan carpeted

I floss imported ensembles of brocade

From villages hard to pronounce, harder to locate

Only associate with Rebels and comrades

'Cause society frightened by my melanin contrast

Still rappers sell their soul for a helluva contract

Roc don’t ever compromise but she will settle for combat

Queen ting