Queen of the Hunt

[Intro] [Verse 1] Moon hangs low, mystic glow on the glade’s edge, Lioness in motion, no room for petty pledges. Cubs at her flank, crown heavy on her soul, Warrior’s heart, untamed and whole. Silent steps through shadows, ancestors in her ear, Fire in her vision, no trace of fear. Feast or famine, the night’s her domain, Moonlit maze—survival’s her campaign. [Chorus] Queen of the hunt, savannah or street, Roar shakes the sky, earth bows to her b**t. Mama lion’s grind—pride, b***d, and bone, From dusk’s first breath to dawn’s throne. Soul deep as roots, woman’s fire approved, This ain’t just a chase—destiny moved. [Verse 2] Thrones crumble, but her code’s engraved, Paw prints mark the path her lineage saved. Sword and shield, eyes sharp as the breeze, Every rustle a threat, every scent a decree. Stars chart her course, wind hums the plan, No retreat, no remorse—she’ll die where she stands. Gazelle or stag, precision in her veins, Legacy’s weight turns hunger to gains. [Chorus] Queen of the hunt, savannah or street, Roar shakes the sky, earth bows to her b**t. Mama lion’s grind—pride, b***d, and bone, From dusk’s first breath to dawn’s throne. Soul deep as roots, woman’s fire approved, This ain’t just a chase—destiny moved. [Bridge] A queen’s work? Never done, never praised, Throne’s a den where life’s endlessly raised. Empire built on sweat, not gold’s lie, Claws cut through struggle, stars her ally. Sunrise brings her cubs to the feast, Her strength their compass, famine deceased. Primal drive, no surrender, no plea, For kin’s next breath, she’ll storm the sea. [Chorus] Queen of the hunt, savannah or street, Roar shakes the sky, earth bows to her b**t. Mama lion’s grind—pride, b***d, and bone, From dusk’s first breath to dawn’s throne. Soul deep as roots, woman’s fire approved, This ain’t just a chase—destiny moved. [Outro]