see you I'll flip your ass It's quite easy, this whole clip is for your whole motherfucking family It's even for Grammy like Weezy Beef is familiar
unpreventable occurs We do it with minimal words Dependin' on the person sent to hurt you might give you a criminal slur This mac 10 is a blur, bullets is
[Chorus] Bomb First niggaz You gotta hurt niggaz Put in work niggaz God made dirt niggaz It don't hurt niggaz Drama ain't certain niggaz But death is
wife is sniffin' Or who's meltin', soon to be failin' All I know is the way the streets felt 'bout boom Regardless, nigga pump yo brakes Ya car is movin
kingdom come Uh, the king will come Wait till you gone in place of a angel Appear to take you home The beard on the face is gone These bullets is straight
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha Check out this bizarre mixture 5'9", 6 July, and Asar hits'll Leave the side of your car door with more Smokin' more holes than the
Royce is goin' to fuckin' kill you Huh, true motherfuckers know This be the realest shit I ever wrote Yeah, up in the studio, gettin' blowed Truest shit
for free, I will believe It ain't nothin' shady in the aftermath Perhaps when you unwrappin' the plastic You respect whatever you hear and ya styles is growin' Them guys is
mastermind is somebody, who's actually kind to everybody And try to see every autograph is signed The humblest way to look at your career Is every nigga in here is
me, it'll hurt so bad Death is certainly gon' catch you (They can take me) Whoever special, you will be left hurt (I'll take yo' place) This is the
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
wanna know why the flow is so bad (Why is you so mad?) Everybody askin' (What's wrong witchu nigga? Every song you killin') (Every rhyme you spit is
how I get down I take my steps, and leaps and bounds Nigga it's hip hop More venom, 5'9 is like a G5 Illest lyrics is stored in him Chorus is killin',
Traducció: Royce Dóna 5'9. La mort és Pt certes. 2 (fa mal).
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
hearts is dissolvin, involved in What Farakhan and, Jim Brown couldn't solve [Man singing w/ (Royce ad-libs)] I'ma tell you what I know, what I know [Royce Da 5'9
[Intro - Royce Da 5'9"] Yeah, yeah (M-I-C), yeah, yeah [Verse 1 - Royce Da 5'9"] My arms are heavy, knees weak, palms are sweaty Niggaz wanna see me
