Golden queen break the cage,
let the tamil tigress onto the stage.
She roams the streets of Africa,
the only one she can trust is her.
Admire how she shows off stripes.
She's the urban success,
she's the Durban princess.

Push another rand into the machine,
she lets the track spin around her curves.
She shames those that let her down,
she didn't need them anyway
She reminds them whose the Indian queen,
brought down to Africa,
slave pit to prisoner,
prisoner to warrior.

She stopped her worrying,
she bared her teeth,
and bit through her chain.
She trained her brain,
to cast away the pain.

So don't let the devil trap ya' girl,
ya' see he's afraid of ya',
when he see ya',
he wish he were controlling ya'.
Remind him he's just a visitor,
on your green.
Respect the stripes or face the wrath of the the golden queen.

Don't get mad bro, she's black and golden, it's just her nature.
Don't try to tame her , you're not her creator. She's a free creature, not just mother natures baby-maker,
step behind the line, bow before the queen.