“Not On Our Watch”

My sexy Queen, we hear this… the boroughs have been buzzing with this ridiculous shit, and I even hate repeating this Black Excellence smear, there is speculation, this Black Panther Dude, who called himself, Marvin what name was that again  
After we laughed and realized he wasn’t shitting those sharp claws, became evident  
Right after that cat, this huge muscular brotha came up in here, now this is where I know these townsfolk on some kind of power nose candy, we were given an actual account this giant, rode into town on a bear, and had two following whatever or whoever he was, his eyes became glowing beams    
And off the people in the bar went  
Just this afternoon, this guy rode up in the bar, asking for you as well  
Now that son-of-a-m  
Keep it PG Boss  
He busted up some of my guys on a whim  
The bartender on night duty, stated, this gentleman became enraged, due to the denied information I was told he breathed, and fire came out his mouth  
I say it must be the shots of liquor, my bar stands and is flourishing in rounds the clock patrol visitations  
It must be one of those guys who, you know, swallow those faming swords  
Just remember, we will defend in your honor to give you prosper respect  
You helped me and this entire crew  
We are in your debt  
If you need anything  
Pain will be dealt then felt  
We are here and will not move, Nun Runner  
Marvin, who dat you speak of  
You know that Queen, her and G rule New York and she knows the Gunner  
   
This say this is a … hold the fuck up, we need to vacate the scene this is a… it says, a SweetKittyCat 5 page, hell it’s too late, we done hacked  
Wait, how she look, and is she Nubian skinned and stacked  
   
Ya’ll let’s bounce, this is not our fight to intervene  
We sorry Ms. Sista, excuse us ole heads, we just had the wrong sexy looking Queen  
   
Ask her if she is curvy, and make it quick  
Before this is a memory, I wonder does she have soft lips  
   
Man, come on, time is money and we are not making it, by being here no lie  
Ya’ll we moving out, Marvin’s head still stuck in the sky  
Hold up...  
   
Shalom