Letras:
Prince Poetry

's With no corner degrees, y'all tryin to pass the gology Check your history then I'm a Southside resident Holdin quarter bricks yo back when Reagan was President [Prince Poetry

my plush pieces 'Cause you to suck your teeth So mean-mugging on my clean-thugging Mean nothing Women dream I'm your husband I'm Alex Pushkin The black poetry

space And harvesting places We're the prince's of the universe We are living together In the here-everafter In the temple of the evening Son We're the prince

'm a feature straight from the Bronx Productions Better known as Boogie Down If I was a king right now, I'd get crowned The Nice is a teacher, not a prince

mentally locked to A hip-hop solid and all flow, flower I post up, together, better than Noah A cut, to kick it too, kind to the ear drum All true poetry

In the place to be DJ Jazzy Jeff and yours truly the Fresh Prince Ay, Jeff, do me a favor, give em just a lil' touch of the bass Not a lot, just a lil

We were rich and we were poor Two children playing grown-up games The prince and the princess You loved me hard just like a rock I threw away your building

mentally locked to A hip-hop solid and all flow, flower I post up, together, better than Noah A cut, to kick it too, kind to the ear drum All true poetry

greater till my plush pieces cause you to suck your teeth Till mean-muggin? on my clean-thuggin? mean nothin? Women dream I'm your husband, I'm Alex Pushkin The black poetry