If she could be muse 2 the Pharaoh
Then the berries, talons, arrows and stars
With the ebony and milk of her thighs
Dem devil come dressed as light
Now what's beyond you and me
With the white jail bait, thinkin' like the keys on
Like a thief in the night my Lord come and strike
Becomes the song she sings again and again
Or whether the enemy does not?
Maybe they gon fool the untrained mind
And whether the enemy makes a run on the palace
Let me run agenda through your hair
On how you view your role in eternity
If like Sheba, she then could bring presents and wine
Take a load off sweetie darling
Are all superstitions, what the
Prince's piano will be just fine
Who's gonna drop it if you're not there?
One day she might be queen
Perhaps, she'll let him decide, she could be muse 2 the Pharaoh
There is nothing he wouldn't give her see
Leave nothing but ashes to the left, dust to the right
Holocaust aside, many lived and died
There's so much information for the next generation
She could be the muse 2 the Pharaoh
So, there it is for all to see
But when all truth is told, would you rather be dead or be sold?
She might be queen
Depends my friends primarily
The helix, he might get between them in other words, intertwine
But nobody eye know gon bite
For the future of the nation rests in her belly
And if the Proverbs of the 31 and verse 10
When there's no such thing as luck
Sold to the one who can now mate the displaced bloodline
Get busy big baby, 'cuz when dem devil come
Of the word of God, the opposite of NATO is OTAN
And if the number 13 is such a bad luck number
If she could be muse and let him decide
The children will be laced with the protection
