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[Royce Da 5`9"] 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 Swiss cheese Bitch please, I`m postponin yo` homie`s older moments, like I stole his future Hoes know me, I`m no phony Females`ll tell you, "Yeah he cute, but he sho`ll shoot ya!" My heart bleeds the blood of felonies The blood of Superman, the blood that I`ve never seen You seem like the shook type You ain`t a thug so I wanna see what your brains and your blood look like Fuck is you sick? `Pac should be pissed Cause fifty percent of the niggaz suckin his dick is bitch! I`m against all this name-callin shit Negro please! Listen to Chris Wallace bitch
[Chorus] What`s beef? Beef is when these rappers be believin they rhymes And a nigga like me just take it one day at a time Beef is when you die because of your CD When I come from your blindside, before you see ME Beef is when I get jumped by niggaz And come back to kill `em, one by one Beef is the reaper, patiently pacin outside of your pretty house Today, you figured out, WHAT`S BEEF
[Royce Da 5`9"] Yeah.. gangsta, ain`t this? Starvin artists that comes with the guns he paint with All you sorry street rejects Y`all about to go up in smoke, seats ejectin (Boom!) Houses come down Drastic murders is happenin, make a nigga momma mouth come down [gasp!] The precinct`s heated - the cops is mad because they know who shot yo` ass and they know who can beat it Above the law, run up on y`all so quickly and show you what only you and a slug saw The silence is screwed in front of the .9 Ruger Quietly shootin what`ll hush y`all I will leave you lying down in a street Everything around you will be dyin down but the beef Please believe - my guns`ll take you punks to your maker from my freezin sleeve
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