[Royce Da 5`9"]
Real niggaz only.. hah..
First of all, what`s my name? Five-Nine!
Yeah.. I got somethin for you
I got somethin for you, yeah
They call me Royce 5-9 or, Mr. Always-Ice-Cold-Wrist-ed
Or Mr. None-Of-Your-Business
Mr. Consistant-In-Conflict, for so dope lyrics (harvest)
The hardest hittin nigga in show bid`ness
Came in this game with a pissy-ass attitude
Arrogant like, "Shut up!" Laughin that you a trick
I wasn`t happy before, but I`m happy today
I`m rappin today, lookin to get a plaque in my day
So I met this white boy one night
who turned out to be the illest human being I ever heard in my life
He took me under his wing, and showed me some things
and molded me into a pro until the flow was mean
Taught me not to do it like this, but to do it like that
Threw me all types of love and I threw it right back
Though we don`t talk as much, we never let the game consume us
cause we too real, my nigga Slim, let`s grow
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Let us grow up, now we got here
We can`t stop here, we too far
All my niggaz, y`all my niggaz
and you all know who you are (let`s grow)
[Royce Da 5`9"]
Yeah, Royce 5-9 or, twelve men in one
About as explosive as them shells in your gun
Mr. Quick-To-Pull-A-Thing-On-You just for your loot
Mr. Mr. Mr. Quick-To-Swing-On-You before he shoot
I`m the finest tuned rappin machine rappin a scene
since, way back when there was only rappin in Queens
Suck my BALLS if you competin with me homeboy
I don`t dream, I`m the type to just be homeboy
Sucka free is like a religion I honor and serve
And more common in words, a song witchu, what`s in it?
Y`all niggaz is all punks and your jewels is rented
And your diamonds is all dark, like they blue but tinted
I would never kill none of y`all, I ain`t that fool
But I will stomp the shit out you, I ain`t that cool
You ain`t even gotta greet me when you see, matter of fact
You better give me five feet when you see me, where you at?
Let`s grow
[Chorus]
[Royce]
Royce 5-9 or, one sick nigga
Bitches know that with me that the cum gets quicker
Mr., Always-Got-Some-Cris`-Or-A-Pistol
Rather diss you than chill witchu and will hitchu
The insanest monster that came and conquered
a game that remains to be full of trained imposters
I will not let you niggaz talk to me (nope) no way
This is not what I`m here for, give me my money (uh)
Faggots only attract faggots, and that`s that
You rap rat, you fuckin roaches and black maggots
Feelin my heat; I talk shit from the moment I wake up
Turn right around and talk shit in my sleep - let`s grow
[Chorus]
