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Artist:Queen Pen
Taken from the album My Melody by Queen Pen
Album:My Melody
Track:Man Behind the Music censored
 
Date Added:18/10/2007
Rating:not yet rated     
Views:566
 
Lyrics:featuring Teddy Riley

Chorus: Teddy Riley

This is how it should be
done
Cause this style is identical to none
How can I make you dance some more

(T.R.) That's what I came here for

Repeat Chorus

And
nowwww... here's the magnificent...
funkyyyyyy momma!

Verse One: Queen Pen


Lyrical flows like WHAT
The man behind the music'll make you JUMP
New
Jack your Swing and make you SHAKE YOUR RUMP
No Diggi-ty tellin me this is WHAT YOU WANT,
bass lines and snares
that'll make you hump, WHY
Intimated by his fourteen year run,
WELL
In ninety-seven he's a different kind of funk, FUNK FUNK FUNK
We pulls together
like a perfect hand to tongue, HAH
You pressed your luck and now you faster shit be sunk,
ZOOM
Be combin through the future with your face punked, AND YOU
forgot about the
past, now what you want, platinum tracks
to put you on the map, NAH
Cause we gotta
keep it in fam', YEAH
You had your chance to be down wit da man, UH-HUH
So busy
playa-hatin perpetratin, frauds
Articulatin, on his downfall, TRUE, you can't take it


What the deal Ma?
Funky Momma blaze the track so you can feel her
I'm
Miggidy I'm all about the dollar bills y'all, rock the Diamond Lex
All that shit behind my
desk is signed in checks

[Teddy Riley]
Do you like hits baby, got em goin
crazy on BlackStreet
You know it's plaque time when me and the track meet
Save all
your wack beats, Q.P. and T.R.
so precise with mics we should be surgeons in E.R.

The block knows (like that) baby girl be my diamond cause
she rocks shows (for Black) see my
ones ain't no way that
you can stop those, Little Man got your breath together
with
Queen Pen now it's hot to death, so take a look back (look back)
What I did, what I'm doin,
where I take this (take that)
It's kind of simple cause a n*gga just make hits (make tracks)

Peep the facts, keep a stack, on the Streets of Black
ladies scream he's the mack,
cause
I kick, sh*t to make a fly chick you with
my chick, and plus funds just
ridiculous
cause I'm rich, we are T.R. you see Q.P.
That's we BlackStreet, gone!


(You, can't, take, it)

And nowwwwwwwww... here's the magnificent...

funkyyyyyy mommaaaaaah!

[Queen Pen]
Now Teddy, JAM, for me ONE TIME

Cross that thin line make my hips BUMP N GRIND
what just happened, all this shadyness
cause of platinum hits
Little Man be the sh*t, Funky Momma represent
It ain't never
been no different plus WE GOT WITNESSES
to account for alla dis sh*t, test we
and
get your, block knocked off, UHH
You can keep yappin UNTIL YOU GET HOARSE
it don't
matter, we don't, follow chit chatter
WE MAKE HITS, and calls, when situations get thick

ASK SAINT NICK, about the repoitoire
For those in the past, they know who they are

If the shoe fits trust, WE GON WEAR IT
And we beez the baddest click up on this
planet
We paid the cost to be boss G*d [damn it]
cause scared don't win money, NOW
DROP IT

Chorus (to fade
 
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