[Chorus - Royce Da 5`9]
(R) You niggaz can hold it (O) cause I am a throwback (Y)
I`m spillin these cold raps, cause I am a soldier (C)
You shoulda been told that (E) cause I am a throwback
I`m spillin these cold raps, you feelin the soldier
You niggaz could hold that, cause I am a throwback (5)
{*Whoever wanna get it, then you can come and get it*}
I`m spillin these cold raps (9) you feelin the soldier
{*Cause I`ma bring it up, and give it to whoever want it*}
Cause you niggaz could hold that, cause I am a throwback
{*Now if you wanna get it, then you can come and get it*}
I`m spillin these cold raps, I am a soldier (yeah) I.... begone
[Verse 1 - Royce Da 5`9]
Raps wolf is BACK, to attack crooks is BACK
The slap snares, and CLAP at the tracks foot (yeah)
I`m too vicious for him, too vicious for you
And my kitchen is huge, we do dishes wit dudes
Coldest flow of the summer, I see `em come and they GO
See `em fumble the flow, it`s more goers then comers
Put the piece to ya dome, do you at peace wit the chrome
Build ya (???) eat you, and pick my teeth wit ya bones
I`m from the city of GATORS, haters I dealt wit them dudes
If you don`t like me, then likely I`ll make a belt wit ya shoes
Put a hole in ya soul, it trickles badder than good
Flow is sold, before any nigga rag on your hood
I`m not a hip hop nigga, don`t confuse me wit them
Truest at the beginnin, and truer when it`s do to your end
I`m just sellin my game, for cheddar forever
My intelligent brain, is clever when spellin my name, like
[Chorus]
[Verse 2 - Royce Da 5`9]
I`m back to call the advantage, have you and on bananas
And hands rep, rap +Grand Theft Auto+ mechanic
I`m bout to tighten my plugs, bout to be fightin in clubs
Ya blood might give me love, and likely highten my buzz
Ya type is simply a bitch, and fightin wit me`s a risk
I might empty my clip, if the hype will get me my niche
I`m out in front of ya, guns out
Bout to knock ya fronts out, boxin about to drop without Columbia
I spit this venom myself, me independence is felt
Finish wit Slim and his help, long as he winnin I`m good
Long as I`m known as one of the most vicious
MC`s spittin from the D, low and behold and mitten
This is how I rose you bitches, Rock City chosen niggaz
We stole this, on our road to riches
I`ll show you the golden picture, glow, lock
Product is fears, I`m soda pop, like Hova, Pac, and Big
[Chorus]
[Verse 3 - Royce Da 5`9]
I go beyond bootlegers, they slow me down, but HEY
I`m holdin my ground, long as the stolen sound should PLAY
5`9 is a winner, I speak to keep the progression
My views take you to school, my piece`ll teach you a lesson
Never been deep in the streets, I can`t be somethin I`m not
Test me and get to know me, I`ll put you inside of a box
Chalked and signin off and, put ya hands on me now
Later they lay on ya chest, crossed inside a coffin
The .30 Caliber SHOT, who wanna take home
Where they give you wounds, you goons could put a stape on
All them hoe ass niggaz could DO, is cry wit the children
And PRAY, if I was a civilian for a day
I`d take a glance at my daddy - another me
Raise my hand on the stand like Shaggy - It wasn`t me (yeah)
I will melt you, smell the aroma of a coma
I`m comin to get you, I will help you SPELL!
[Chorus]
[Outro - Royce Da 5`9]
Yeah it`s on, my name is Royce 5`9
My nigga Ty Fyffe, we gone {*echoes*}
