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